COLLECTION 

OF 

HYMNS, 

SELECTED  FROM  VARIOUS  AUTHORS 

FOR  THE  USE  OF  THE 

EVANGELICAL  ASSOCIATION, 

AND 

ALL  LOVERS  OF  PIOUS  DEVOTION. 

■^^Sing  unto  the  Lord;  for  he  hath  done  excel- 
lent things :  this  is  known  in  all  the  earth. 
Cry  out  and  shout,  thou  inhabitant  ofZioyi.- 
for  great  is  the  Holy  One  of  Israd  in  tJie 
midst  ftf  thee,^^  Isaiah  xii,  5.  6. 

NEW-BERLIN: 

PRINTED  BY  GEO.  MILLER. 


1835 


CONTENTS. 


Page, 

t,  OF  Jehovah  and  his  Attributes.  5 

2.  The  Fall  and  Depravity  of  Man.  12 

3.  The  Atonement  by  Christ.        -  16 

4.  On  the  Spread  of  the  Gospel.    -  33 

5.  Awakening  and  Inviting".           -  42 

6.  Penitential.       -       -       -       -  68 

7.  Conversion  and  Justification  by  Faith.  94 

8.  Regeneration  and  Adoption.  105 

9.  Full  Redemption.           -      -  110 

10.  Rejoicing  and  Praise.      -       -  123 

11.  Christian  Fellowship,      -       -  154 

12.  Prayer  and  Intercession.         -  165 

13.  Watchfulness.         -       -       -  183 

14.  The  Christian's  Warfare.        -  188 

15.  Trusting  in  Grace  and  Providence.  202 

16.  Describing  Formal  Religion,  219 
ir.  On  Backsliding.   '          ^      -  225 


iv  CONTENTS. 

Page. 


18.  The  Lord's  Supper.        -  -  234 

19.  Baptism.         -       .       -  -  242 

20.  Before  and  after  Sermon-  -  244 

21.  Family  Worship — Morning-  -  253 


  Evening'-     -  263 

22- Time-   268 

23,  Death.    ...      -       -  275 

24.  Judgment.       -  289 


25-  Eternity.        -       -       -       .  298 

26,  Heaven.  -       -       -       -  301 

27-  Hell.   306 

28.  Parting  and  Dismission.   -       -  309 

29.  Miscelaneous  Hymns.      -       -  316 


HYMMS. 

OF  JEHOVAH  AND  HIS  ATTRI 
BUTES. 


HYMN  1.    L.  M. 

1  "JEHOVAH  reig'RS ;  he  dwells  in  light, 
^  Girded  with  majesty  and  mig'ht ; 
The  Avoiid,  created  by  his  hands, 

Still  on  its  first  foundation  stands. 

2  But  ere  this  spacious  world  was  made. 
Or  had  its  first  foundation  laid, 

Thy  throne  eternal  agxs  stood, 
Thyself  the  ever-living*  God. 

3  Like  floods  the  angry  nations  rise, 
And  aim  thejr  rag-e  against  the  skies ; 
Vain  floods,  that  aim  their  rage  so  high 

.  At  thy  rebuke  the  billows  die. 

4  For  ever  shall  thy  throne  endure; 
Thy  promise  stands  for  ever  sure ; 
And  everlasting  holiness 
Becomes  the  dwellings  of  thy  grace. 


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OF  JEHOVAH 


HYMN  2.    S.  M. 

1  rjlHE  God  Jehovah  reigns, 
-fi-  Let  all  the  nations  fear ; 

Let  sinners  tremble  at  his  throne. 
And  saints  be  humble  there. 

2  Jesus  the  Saviour  reig-ns, 
Let  earth  adore  its  Lord ; 

Bright  cherubs  his  attendants  stands 
Swift  to  fulfil  his  word. 

3  In  Zion  stands  his  throne, 
His  honours  are  divine ; 

His  church  shall  make  his  wonders  known. 
For  there  liis  glories  shine. 

4  How  holy  is  his  name ! 
How  terrible  Ms  praise ! 

Justice  and  truth,  and  judgment  join 
In  all  his  works  of  grace. 

HYMN  3.  CM. 

1  "OATHER,  how  wide  thy  glories  shine 
Si    How  high  thy  w^onders  rise  ! 
Known  thi'ough  the  earth  by  thousand 

By  thousands  through  the  skies :  [signs 
Those  mighty  orbs  proclaim  thy  power : 

Their  motions  speak  thy  skill: 
And  on  the  wings  of  every  hour 

We  read  thy  p  alienee  still 


AND  HIS  ATTRIBUTES. 


2  Part  of  thy  name  divinely  stands. 

On  all  thy  creatures  writ. 
They  show  the  labour  of  thy  hands. 

Or  impress  of  thy  feet ; 
But  when  we  view  thy  strange  design 

To  save  rebellious  worms, 
Where  vengeance  and  compassion  join 

In  their  divinest  forms : 

3  Here  the  whole  Deity  is  known. 

Nor  dares  a  creature  guess 
Which  of  the  glories  brightest  shone. 

The  justice  or  the  grace  ; 
Now  the  full  glories  of  the  Lamb 

Adorn  the  heavenly  plains  : 
Bright  seraphs  learn  ImmanuePs  name. 

And  try  their  choicest  strains. 

4  O  may  I  bear  some  humble  part 

In  that  immortal  song ! 
Wonder  and  joy  shall  tune  my  heart. 

And  love  command  my  tongue. 
To  Father,  Son,  and  Holy  Ghost, 

Who  sweetly  all  agree 
To  save  a  world  of  sinners  lost. 

Eternal  glory  be. 

HYMN  4.  CM. 


1  ¥¥AIL,  Father,  Son,  and  Holy  Ghost! 
KM.  One  God  in  persons  three ; 


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Of  thee  we  make  our  joyful  boast. 
And  homag-e  pay  to  thee. 

2  Present  alike  in  every  place, 

Thy  Godhead  we  adore  : 
Beyond  the  bounds  of  time  and  space 
Thou  dwell'st  for  evermore. 

3  In  wisdom  infinite  thou  art, 

Thine  eye  doth  all  tliing-s  see  j 
And  every  thoug-ht  of  every  hearty 
Is  fully  known  to  thee. 

4  Whatever  thou  wilt,  in  earth  below, 

Thou  dost,  in  heaven  above ; 
But  chiefly  we  rejoice  to  know 
The'  almig-hty  God  of  love. 

5  Thou  lov*st  whatever  thy  hands  have 

They  goodness  we  rehearse,  [made 
In  shining  characters  display'd 
Throughout  our  universe. 

6  Mercy,  with  love  and  endless  g-race, 

O'er  all  thy  works  doth  reig-n ; 
But  mostly  thou  dehght'st  to  bless. 
Thy  favourite  creature  man. 

7  Wherefore  let  every  creature  g-ive 

To  thee  the  praise  desig-n'd; 
But  chiefly.  Lord,  the  thanks  receive^ 
The  hearts  of  all  mankind. 


AND  HIS  ATTRIBUTES.  9 


HYISfNS.  L.M. 

1  1*  ORD,  thou  hast  searched  and  seen  me 
JLa  through  ; 

Tliine  eye  commands,  with  piercmg  view, 

My  rising  and  my  resting  hours. 

My  heart  and  flesh,  with  all  their  powers. 

2  Could  I  so  false,  so  faithless  prove, 
To  quit  thy  service  and  thy  love  ; 
Where,  Lord,  could  I  thy  presence  shun, 
Or  from  thy  dreadful  glory  run  ? 

3  If,  mounted  on  a  morning  ray, 
I  fly  beyond  the  western  sea ; 

Thy  swifter  hand  would  first  arri\T, 
And  there  arrest  thy  fugitive. 

4  Or  should  I  try  to  shun  thy  sight 
Beneath  the  spreading  veil  of  night ; 
One  glance  of  thine,  one  piercing  ray 
Would  kindle  darkness  into  day. 

5  The  veil  of  night  is  no  disguise. 

No  screen  from  thy  all-searching  eyes. 
Thy  hand  can  seize  thy  foes  as  soon 
Through  midnight  shades,  as  blazing  noon. 

6  O  may  these  thoughts  possess  my  breast. 
Where'er  I  rove,  where'er  I  rest  ! 

Nor  let  my  weaker  passions  dare 
Consent  to  sin,  for  God  is  there. 


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HYm  6.    C.  M. 

1  "ffj OLY  and  rev'rend  is  the  name 
^SJL    Of  our  eternal  King*. 
Thrice  holy,  Lord  !  the  ang-els  cry  : 

Thrice  holy,  let  us  sing*. 

2  Holy  is  he  in  all  his  works. 

And  s  pints  are  his  delight : 
But  sinners  and  their  wicked  ways 
Are  hateful  in  his  sig-ht. 

3  The  deepest  rev'rence,  homage,  loTe, 

Pay,  O  my  soul,  to  Grod ; 
Lift  with  thy  hands  a  holy  heai't 
To  his  subhme  abode ! 

4  Thou,  righteous  God !  preserve  my  mind 

From  all  pollution  free ; 
Thine  image  form  within  my  breast^ 
That  I  thy  face  may  see. 

HYMN  7.    L.  M. 

1  "CfOLY  as  thou,  O  Lord,  is  none  I 
41  Thy  holiness  is  all  thy  own  ; 
A  drop  of  that  unbounded  sea 

Is  ours,  a  drop  deriv'd  from  thee^ 

2  And  when  thy  purity  we  share. 
Thy  only  glory  we  declare ; 
And  humbled  into  nothing,  own* 

*  Holy  and  pure  is  God  alone. 


AND  HIS  ATTRIBUTES.  1 


3  Sole,  self-existing  God  and  Lord, 
By  all  thy  heavenly  hosts  ador'd ; 
Let  all  on  earth  bow  down  to  thee. 
And  own  thy  peerless  majesty: 

4  Thy  power  unparallel'd  confess, 
Establish'd  on  the  Rock  of  peace; 
The  Rock  that  never  shall  remove^ 
The  Rock  of  pure,  almighty  love. 

HYMN  8.    C.  M. 

1  fllHY  ceaseless,  unexhausted  love^ 

Unmerited  and  free. 
Delights  our  evil  to  remove. 
And  help  our  misery. 

2  Thou  waitest  to  be  gracious  still. 

Thou  dost  with  sinners  bear, 
That  savM,  we  may  thy  goodness  feel,, 
And  all  thy  grace  declare. 

3  Thy  goodness  and  thy  truth  to  me. 

To  every  soul  abound ; 
A  vast  unfathomable  sea. 

Where  all  our  thoughts  are  drowned* 

4  Its  streams  the  whole  creation  reach,. 

So  plenteous  is  the  store ; 
Enough  for  all,  enough  for  each. 
Enough  for  evermore. 


THE  FALL  ANb 

5  Faithful,  O  Lord,  thy  mercies  are  1 

A  Rock  that  cannot  move : 
A  thousand  promises  declare 
Thy  constancy  of  love. 

6  Throughout  the  universe  yt  reigns, 

Unalterably  sure ; 
And  while  the  truth  of  God  remains, 
His  goodness  must  endure. 


THE  FALL  AND  DEPRAVITY 
OF  MAN. 


HYMN  9.    C.  M. 

1  OLESS'D  with  the  joys  of  innocence, 
S3    Adam,  our  father,  stood. 

Till  he  debas'd  his  soul  to  sense, 
And  eat  th'  unlawful  food. 

2  Now  we  are  born  a  sensual  race. 

To  sinful  joys  inclined; 
Reason  has  lost  its  native  place. 
And  flesh  enslaves  the  mind. 

o  While  flesh  and  sense  and  passion  reigns, 
Sin  is  the  sweetest  good : 
We  fancy  music  in  our  chains. 
And  so  forget  the  load. 


DEPRAVITY  OF  MAN. 


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4  Great  God,  renew  our  ruin'd  frame, 

Our  broken  powers  restore, 
Inspire  us  with  a  heavenly  flame, 
And  flesh  shall  reig-n  no  more. 

5  Eternal  Spirit,  write  thy  law 

Upon  our  inward  parts, 
And  let  the  second  Adam  draw 
His  imag-e  on  our  hearts. 

HYMN  10,    L.  M. 

1  T  ORD,  we  are  vile,  conceiv'd  in  sin, 
A-^  And  born  unholy  and  unclean; 
Sprung*  from  the  man  whose  g'uilty  fall 
Cori'upts  his  race,  and  taints  us  all. 

2  Soon  as  we  draw  our  infant  breath, 
The  seeds  of  sin  grow  up  for  death ; 
Thy  law  demands  a  perfect  heart. 
But  we  're  defiled  iu  every  part. 

3  Great  God,  create  my  heart  anew. 
And  form  my  spirit  pure  and  true ; 
O  make  me  wise  betimes  to  see 
My  dang-er  and  my  remedy. 

i    4  Behold,  I  fall  before  thy  face ; 
My  only  refug-e  is  thy  grace : 
No  outward  forms  can  make  me  clean ; 
The  leprosy  lies  deep  witliin. 


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THE  FALL  AND 


5  No  bleeding  bird,  nor  bleeding  beast. 
Nor  hyssop  branch,  nor  sprinkling  priest,. 
Nor  running  brook,  nor  flood,  nor  sea. 
Can  wash  the  dismal  stain  away. 

6  Jesus,  my  God,  thy  blood  alone 
Hath  pow^r  sufficient  to  atone ; 

Thy  blood  can  make  me  white  as  snow ; 
No  Jewish  types  could  cleanse  me  so. 

7  While  guilt  disturbs  and  breaks  my  peace. 
Nor  flesh,  nor  soul  hath  rest  or  ease ; 
Lord,  let  me  hear  thy  pard'ning  voice. 
And  make  my  broken  heart  rejoice. 

HYMN  11.  CM. 

1  QIN  has  a  thousand  treacherous  aa*ts 
>^   To  practise  on  the  mind ; 

With  flattering  looks  it  tempts  our  hearts. 
But  leaves  a  sting  behind. 

2  With  names  of  virtue  it  deceives 

The  aged  and  the  young ; 
And  while  the  heedless  wretch  believes. 
It  makes  his  fetters  strong. 

3  It  pleads  for  all  the  joy  it  brings. 

And  g'ives  a  fair  pretence ; 
But  cheats  the  soul  of  heavenly  Ijiings, 
And  chains  it  down  to  sense. 


DEPRAVITY  OF  MAN.  15 


4  So  on  a  tree  divinely  fair 
Grew  the  forbidden  food ; 
Our  mother  took  the  poison  there. 
And  tainted  all  her  blood. 

HYMN  12.    C.  M. 

1  rWlHE  crowd,  the  poor  unthinking  crowd, 
-hL    Refuse  thy  hand  to  see ! 

They  will  not  hear  thy  loudest  rod. 
They  will  not  turn  to  thee. 

2  As  v/ith  judicial  blindness  struck. 

They  all  thy  sig-ns  despise ; 
Harden  their  hearts  yet  more  and  mack 
The  anger  of  the  skies. 

3  But  blinder  still,  the  rich  and  great 

In  wickedness  excel. 
And  revel  on  the  brink  of  fate, 
And  sport  and  dance  to  hell. 

4  Regardless  of  thy  smile  or  frown. 

Their  pleasure  they  require. 
And  sink  with  gay  indifference  do-^^a 
To  everlasting  fire  i 


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^HE  ATONEMENT 


THE  ATONEMENT  BY  CHRIST. 

HYMN  13.    C.  M, 

1  "I^/JOKTALS  awake,  with  angels  join, 
lyM.  And  chant  the  solemn  lay ; 

Joy,  love,  and  gratitude  combine^ 
To  hail  the  auspicious  day. 

2  In  heav'n  the  rapt'rous  song-  began, 

While  sweet  seraphic  fire 
Through  all  the  shining  legions  ran^ 
And  tun'd  the  golden  lyre. 

3  Swift  through  the  vast  expanse  it  flew. 

And  loud  the  echo  roll'd ; 
The  theme,  the  song,  the  joy  was  new; 
'Twas  more  than  heav'n  could  hold. 

4  Down  through  the  portals  of  the  sky 

The  impetuous  torrent  ran. 
And  angels  flew  with  eager  joy 
To  bear  the  news  to  man. 

5  Wrapt  in  the  silence  of  the  night 

Lay  all  the  eastern  world. 
When  bursting  glorious,  heavenly  light 
The  wond'rous  scene  unfurFd. 

6  Hark !  tlie  cherubic  armies  shout, 

And  glory  leadis  the  song : 


BY  CHRIST. 


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Good- will,  and  peace,  are  heard  throughout 
The  harmonious,  heav'nly  throng". 

Hail  Prince  of  hfe,  for  ever  hail ! 

Redeemer,  brother,  friend ! 
Tho'  earth,  and  time,  and  life  shall  fail, 

Thy  praise  shall  never  end. 

HYMN  14.    P.  M.- 

HAIL !  thou  blest  morn  when  the  great 
Mediator, 

Down  from  the  mansion  of  heav'n  des- 
cends ! 

Sltepherds  g-o  worship  the  babe  in  the 
manger — 

Lo !  for  your  guide  the  bright  ang-el  at- 
tends. 

CHORUS. 

Brightest  mid  best  of  the  sons  of  the  morn- 
ing. 

Dawn  on  our  darkness  and  lend  us  thine  aid; 
Star  of  the  East  the  hor  izon  adorning. 
Guide  where  our  infant  Redeemer  is  laid. 
Cold  on  his  cradle  the  dew  drops  are  shin- 
ing, 

Low  lies  his  head  with  the  beast  of  the 
stall, 

Angels  adore  him  in  slumbers  reclining*, 
Maker  and  monarch,  and  Saviour  of  all. 
Brightest  &c. 


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THE  ATONEMENT 


S'Say,  shall  we  yield  him  in  costly  devotion, 
/      Odours  of  Eden,  and  off 'rings  divine ; 
/    Gems  from  the  mountain,  and  pearls  from 
the  ocean, 

Myrrh  from  the  forest,  and  gold  from  the 
mine  ? 

Brightest  &c. 

4  Vainly  we  offer  each  ample  oblation. 

Vainly  with  gold  would  his  favour  se- 
cure. 

Richer  by  far  is  the  heart's  adoration. 
Dearer  to  God  the  prayers  of  the  poor. 
Brightest  &c, 

5  Low  at  his  feet,  we  in  humble  prostration. 

Lose  all  our  sorrow,  and  trouble  and 
strife ; 

There  we  receive  his  divine  consolation. 
Flowing  afresh  from  the  fountain  of  life. 
Brightest  ^c, 

6  He  is  our  friend  in  the  midst  of  temp- 

tation. 

Faithful  supporter  whose  love  cannot 
fail; 

Rock  of  our  refuge  and  hope  of  salvation. 
Light  to  direct  us  through  death's 
gloomy  vale. 

Brightest  &c. 


4' 

BY  CHRIST. 


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7  Star  of  the  morning)  thy  brightness  de. 
clining, 

Shortly  must  fade  wher^  the  sun  doth 
arise, 

Beaming  refulgent,  his  glory  eternal. 
Shines  on  the  children  of  love  in  the 
skies. 

Brightest  &c. 

HYMN  15.    C.  M. 

1  "OLUNG'D  in  a  gulf  of  dark  despaii% 
-Mr    We  wretched  sinners  lay 
Without  one  cheering  beam  of  hope. 

Or  spark  of  glimm'ring  day. 

2  With  pitying  eyes  the  Prince  of  grace 

Beheld  our  helpless  grief : 
He  saw,  and  (O  amazing  love !) 
He  ran  to  our  relief. 

3  Down  from  the  shining  seats  above 

With  joyful  haste  he  fled; 
Enter' d  the  grave  in  mortal  flesh, 
And  dwelt  among  the  dead. 

1  O  for  this  love  let  rocks  and  hills 
Their  lasting  silence  break ! 
And  all  harmonious  human  tongues. 
The  Saviour's  praises  speak.. 


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THE  ATONEMENT 


J  Angels  assist  our  mighty  joys  ; 
Strike  all  your  harps  of  gold; 
But  when  yCll  raise  your  highest  notes, 
His  love  can  ne'er  be  told ! 


HYMN  16.    L.  M. 

1  £^  LORY  to  God !  who  reigns  above, 
xJW  Who  dwells  in  light,  whose  name  is 
Ye  saints  and  angels,  if  ye  can,  [love. 
Declare  the  love  of  God  to  man. 

2  O  what  can  more  his  love  comm.end, 
His  dear,  his  only  Son  to  send 

That  man,  condemn'd  to  die,  might  live. 
And  God  be  glorious  to  forgive ! 

3  Messiah 's  come — with  joy  behold 
The  days  by  prophets  long  foretold : 
Judah,  thy  royal  sceptre 's  broke ; 
And  time  still  proves  what  Jacob  spoke. 

4  Daniel,  thy  weeks  are  all  expir'd, — 
The  time  prophetic  seals  required; 
Cut  off  for  sins,  but  not  his  own. 
Thy  Prince,  Messiah,  did  atone. 

5  We  see  the  prophecies  fulfilPd 

In  Jesus,  that  most  wond^rous  child : 
His  birth,  his  life,  his  death,  combine 
To  prove  his  character  divine. 


BY  CHRIST. 


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HYMN.  17.    C.  M. 

1  TJEHOLD,  where  in  a  mortal  form 
Jt^    Appears  each  grace  divine ! 
The  virtues,  all  in  Jesus  met. 

With  mildest  radiance  shine. 

2  To  spread  the  rays  of  heavenly  light. 

To  give  the  mourner  joy ; 
To  preach  glad  tidings  to  the  poor. 
Was  liis  divine  employ. 

3  Lowly  in  heart,  to  all  his  friends 

A  friend  and  servant  found, 
He  wash'd  their  feet,  he  wip'd  their  tears, 
And  heal'd  each  bleeding  wound. 

4  'Midst  keen  reproach  and  cruel  scorn. 

Patient  and  meek  he  stood. 
His  foes  ungrateful,  sought  his  life ; 
He  labour'd  for  their  good. 

5  To  God  he  left  his  righteous  cause; 

And  still  his  task  pursued ; 
Wliile  humble  pray*r  and  holy  faith 
His  fainting  strength  renew 'd. 

6  In  the  last  hours  of  deep  distress. 

Before  his  Father's  throne. 
With  soul  resigned  he  bowM  and  said, 
"Thy  will,  not  mine,  be  done  1" 
B 


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THE  ATONEMENT 


7  Be  Christ  our  pattern  and  our  guide ! 
His  image  may  we  bear ! 
O  may  we  tread  his  holy  steps. 
His  joy  and  glory  share ! 

HYMN  18.    L.  M. 

1  V|MS  midnight — and  on  Olive's  brow, 

The  star  is  dimm'd  that  lately  shone ; 
'Tis  midnight — in  the  garden  now, 
The  suff'ring  Saviour  prays  alone. 

2  'Tis  midnight — and  from  all  removed, 
Immanuel  wrestles  ^lone,  with  fears, 
E'en  the  disciple  that  he  lov'd 
Heeds  not  his  Master's  griefs  and  tears. 

3  'Tis  midnight — and  for  others'  guilt 
The  man  of  sorrows  weeps  in  blood; 
Yet  he  that  hath  in  anguish  knelt. 
Is  not  forsaken  by  his  God. 

4  'Tis  midnight — ■  and  from  ether  plains, 
Is  borne  the  song  that  angels  know ; 
Unheard  b}^  mortals  are  the  strains 
That  sweetly  sooth  the  Saviour's  wo. 

HYMN  19.    C.  M.  ^ 
1  "WjEHOLD  the  Saviour  of  mankind 
JO  Nail'd  to  the  shameful  tree ! 
How  vast  the  love  that  him  inclined 
To  bleed  and  die  for  thee ! 


BY  CHRIST. 


"2  Hark,  how  he  gi'oans ;  while  i^ature  shakes, 
And  earth's  strong*  pillars  bend ! 
The  temple's  veil  in  sunder  breaks, 
The  solid  marbles  rend,, 

3  'Tis  done !  the  precious  ransom's  paid! 

"Receive  my  soul!"  he  cries : 
See  where  he  bows  his  sacred  head; 
He  bows  liis  head,  and  dies ! 

4  But  soon  he  '11  break  death's  envious  chain. 

And  in  full  g'lory  shine : 
O  Lamb  of  God,  was  ever  pain. 
Was  ever  love  like  thine ! 

HYMN  20.  CM. 

1  Jk  LAS  !  and  did  my  Saviour  bleed? 

And  did  my  Sovereign  die  ? 
Would  he  devote  that  sacred  head 
For  such  a  worm  as  I  ? 

2  Was  it  for  crimes  that  I  have  done, 

He  g-roan'd  upon  the  ti-ee  ? 
Amazing-  pity !  g-race  unknown ! 
And  love  beyond  deg-ree ! 

3  Well  mig-ht  the  sun  in  darkness  liide. 

And  shut  his  g-lories  in; 
When  Christ  the  mig-hty  Maker  died, 
for  man  the  creature's  sin  ! 

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4  Thus  mig-lit  I  liide  my  blushing*  face. 

While  his  dear  cross  appears ; 
Dissolve  my  heart  in  thankfulness. 
And  melt  mine  eyes  to  tears. 

5  But  drops  of  grief  can  ne'er  repay 

The  debt  of  love  I  owe : 
Here,  Lord,  I  give  myself  awav, 
'Tis  all  that  I  can  do. 

HYMN  21.    L.  M. 

1  "CIXTENDED  on  a  cursed  tree, 

Jt-^  Besmear'd  with  dust,  and  sweat,  and 
See  there,  the  King  of  glory  see  !  [blood. 
Sinks,  and  expires,  the  Son  of  God ! 

2  Who,  who,  my  Saviour,  this  hath  done  * 
Who  could  thy  sacred  body  wound  ? 
No  guilt  thy  spotless  heart  hath  known. 
No  guile  hath  m  thy  lips  been  found. 

3  I, — I  alone  have  done  the  deed! 
'Tis  I  thy  sacred  flesh  have  torn; 

My  sins  have  caus'd  thee.  Lord,  to  bleed. 
Pointed  the  nail,  and  fix'd  the  thorn. 

4  For  me  the  burden  to  sustain 

Too  great,  on  thee,,  my  Lord,  was  laid^ 
To  heal  me,  thou  hast  borne  my  pain ; 
To  bless  me,  thou  a  curse  wast  made. 


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5  In  the  devouring"  lion's  teeth. 
Torn,  and  forsook  of  all,  I  lay ; 
Thou  sprang-'st  into  the  jaws  of  death, 
From  death  to  save  the  helpless  prey. 

6  My  Saviour,  how  shall  I  proclaim. 
How  pay  the  mig-hty  debt  I  owe  ? 
Let  all  I  have,  and  all  I  am. 
Ceaseless  to  all  thy  glory  show. 

7  Too  much  to  thee  I  cannot  g-ive ; 
Too  much  I  cannot  do  for  thee : 
Let  all  thy  love  and  all  thy  grief. 
Graven  on  my  heart  for  ever  be ! 

8  The  meek,  the  still,  the  lowly  mind, 
O  may  I  learn  from  thee,  my  God ; 
And  love,  with  softest  pity  join'd, 
For  those  that  trample  on  thy  blood. 

9  Still  let  thy  tears,  thy  groans,  thy  sig-hs, 
O'erflow  my  eyes,  and  heave  my  breast : 
Till  loose  from  flesh  and  earth  I  rise, 
And  ever  in  thy  bosom  rest. 


HYMN  22.    L.  M. 


1  TTE  that  pass  by,  behold  the  Man ! 

The  Man  of  griefs,  condemned  for 
The  Lamb  of  God,  for  sinners  slain,  [you! 
Weeping  to  Calvary  pursue ! 


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2  See  !  how  his  back  the  scourg"es  tear^ 
While  to  the  bloody  pillar  bound  I 

The  ploug-hers  make  long-  furrows  there. 
Till  all  his  body  is  one  wound. 

3  Nor  can  he  thus  their  hate  assuage ; 
His  innocence,  to  death  pursu'd. 
Must  fully  g-lut  their  utmost  rage ; 
Hark  I  how  they  clamour  for  his  blood  I 

4  To  us  our  own  Bar  abb  as  give; 
Away  with  him,  (they  loudly  cry :) 
Away  with  him,  not  fit  to  live. 
The  vile  seducer  crucify  ! 

5  His  sacred  limbs  they  stretch,  they  tear. 
With  nails  they  fasten  to  the  wood ! 
His  sacred  limbs,  exposed  and  bare. 

Or  only  covered  with  his  blood. 

6  See,  there !  his  temples  crown'd  with  thorn! 
His  bleeding  hands  extended  wide ! 

His  streaming  feet  transfixt  and  torn  ! 
The  fountain  gushing  fi'om  his  side  I 

7  Where  is  the  King  of  Glory  now  ! 
The  everlasting  Son  of  God? 

The  Immortal  hangs  his  languid  brow : 
The  Almighty  faints  beneath  his  load! 

8  Beneath  my  load  he  faints  and  dies : 
I  filPd  his  soul  with  pangs  unknown: 

I  caus'd  those  mortal  groans  and  cries, 
I  kilPd  the  Father's  only  Son  I 


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HYMN  23.   L.  M. 

1  £\  THOU  dear  suffering-  Son  of  God, 
vF  How  doth  thy  heart  to  smners  move! 
Help  me  to  catch  thy  precious  blood ; 
Help  me  to  taste  thy  dying  love ! 

2  Give  me  to  feel  thy  agonies. 
One  drop  of  thy  sad  cup  afford  : 

I  fain  with  thee  would  sympathize. 
And  share  the  sufferings  of  my  Lord« 

3  The  earth  could  to  her  centre  quake. 
Convulsed  while  her  Creator  died: 

O  let  my  inmost  nature  shake. 
And  die  with  Jesus  crucify'd ! 

4  At  thy  last  gasp  the  graves  displayed 
Their  horrors  to  the  upper  skies ; 

O  that  my  soul  might  burst  the  shade. 
And,  quicken'd  by  thy  death,  arise  I 

5  The  rocks  could  feel  thy  powerful  death. 
And  tremble,  and  asunder  part : 

O  rend  with  thine  expiring  breath. 
The  harder  marble  of  my  heart ! 

HYMN  24.    P.  M.  6  lines  8s. 
1  "WTtrOULD  Jesus  have  the  sinner  die  ? 

T  Y    Why  hangs  he  then  on  yonder  tree  ? 
What  means  that  strange  expiring  cry  ? 
(Sinners,  he  prays  for  you  and  me;) 


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''Forgive  them,  Father,  O  forgive, 
They  know  not  that  by  me  they  live 

2  Jesus  descended  from  above 
Our  loss  of  Eden  to  retrieve ; 

Great  God  of  universal  love. 

If  all  the  world  throug-h  thee  may  live, 
In  us  a  quick'ning  Spirit  be. 
And  witness  thou  hast  died  for  me. 

3  Thou  loving,  all-atoning  Lamb, 
Thee  by  thy  painful  agony. 

Thy  bloody  sweat,  thy  grief  and  shame, 

Thy  cross  and  passion  on  the  tree. 
Thy  precious  death  and  life — pray 
Take  all,  take  all  my  sins  away. 

4  O  let  me  kiss  tliy  bleeding  feet. 

And  bathe  and  wash  them  with  my  tears 
The  story  of  thy  love  repeat 

In  every  di'ooping  sinner's  ears ; 
That  all  may  hear  the  quick'ning  sound ; 
Since  I,  even  I  have  mercy  found. 

5  O  let  thy  love  my  heart  constrain. 
Thy  love  for  every  sinner  free, 

That  every  fallen  son  of  man. 

May  taste  the  grace  that  found  out  me ; 
That  all  mankind  with  me  may  prove. 
Thy  sovereign.,  everlasting  love. 


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HYMN  25.    L.  M. 

1  "WMTHEN  I  survey  the  wond'rous  cross, 

^  ^  On  which  the  Prince  of  glory  died. 
My  richest  gain  I  count  but  loss, 
And  pour  contempt  on  all  my  pride. 

2  Forbid  it,  Lord,  that  I  should  boast. 
Save  in  the  death  of  Christ,  my  God; 
All  the  vain  tilings  that  charm  me  most, 
I  sacrifice  them  to  his  blood. 

3  See,  from  his  head,  his  hands,  his  feet, 
Sorrow  and  love  flow  mingled  down ! 
Did  e'er  such  love  and  sorrow  meet. 
Or  thorns  compose  so  rich  a  crown  ? 

4  Were  the  wide  realms  of  nature  mine^ 
That  were  a  present  far  too  small ; 
Love  so  amazing,  so  divine. 
Demands  my  soul,  my  life,  my  alL 

HYMN  26.    P.M.8,7,4.— T. 

1  TTARK !  the  voice  of  love  and  mercy 

Sounds  aloud  from  Calvary; 
See  it  rends  the  rocks  asunder — 
Shakes  the  earth  and  veils  the  sky ! 
"It  is  finished 
Hear  the  dying  Saviour  cry. 

2  It  is  finish'd ! — O  what  pleasure. 

Do  these  precious  words  aford ! 


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Heavenly  blessing's  without  measure. 
Flow  to  us  from  Christ,  the  Lord: 
It  is  finish'd! 
Saints  the  dying*  words  record. 

3  Finished — all  the  types  and  shadows 

Of  the  ceremonial  law ; 
Finish'd — all  that  God  has  promis'd. 

Death  and  hell  no  more  shall  awe. 
It  is  finish'd^ — 
Saints  from  hence  your  comforts  draw. 

4  Tune  your  harps  anew,  ye  seraphs, 

Join  to  sing  the  pleasing"  theme ; 
All  on  earth  and  all  in  heav'n 

Join  to  praise  ImmanueFs  name : 
Hallelujah! 
Glory  to  the  bleeding  Lamb ! 

HYMN  27.    L.  M. 

1  "OpE  dies !  the  Friend  of  sinners  dies ! 
-fii  Lo !  Salem's  daug-hters  weep  around 
A  solemn  darkness  veils  the  skies, 

A  sudden  trembling*  shakes  the  g-round ; 
Come  saints,  and  drop  a  tear  or  two 
For  him  who  g-roan'd  beneath  your  load 
He  shed  a  thousand  drops  for  you, 
A  thousand  drops  of  richer  blood. 

2  Here  ^s'^love  and  grief  beyond  degree> 
The  Lord  of  glory  dies  for  man ! 


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But  lo  !  what  sudden  joys  we  see : 
Jesus,  the  dead,  revives  again  ! 
The  rising  God  forsakes  the  tomb  ; 
(In  vain  the  tomb  forbids  his  rise) 
Cherubic  leg-ions  guard  him  home, 
And  shout  him  "Welcome  to  the  skies 

3  Break  off  your  tears,  ye  saints  and  tell 
How  hig-h  your  great  Deliverer  reigns : 
Sing  how  he  spoil'd  the  host  of  hell, 
And  led  the  monster  death  in  chains  ! 
Say,  "Live  for  ever,  wond^rous  King  ! 
Born  to  redeem,  and  strong  to  save  !" 
Then  ask  the  monster,  Where's  thy  sting  ? 
And,  Where's  thy  victory,  boasting  grave  ? 

HYMN  28.    P.  M. 
1    A  NGELS,  roll  the  rock  away ; 

Death,  yield  up  thy -.mighty  prey! 
See  the  Saviour  quits  the  tomb. 
Glowing"  with  immortal  bloom. 

.2  Shout,  ye  seraphs ;  Gabriel,  arise ! 
Fame's  eternal  trump  of  praise, 
Let  the  earth's  remotest  bound 
Echo  to  the  blissful  sound. 

3  Now,  ye  saints,  lift  up  your  eyes. 
See  the  Conqu'rer  mount  the  skies; 
Troops  of  angels  on  the  road. 
Hail,  and  sing  th'  incarnate  God, 


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4  Heaven  unfolds  her  portals  wide, 
Glorious  Hero,  thro'  them  ride ; 
King  of  glory,  mount  thy  throne, 
Boundless  empire  is  thine  own. 

5  Praise  him,  ye  celestial  choirs, 
Praise,  and  sweep  your  golden  lyres; 
Praise  him  in  the  noblest  songs, 
From  ten  thousand,  thousand  tongues. 

6  Ev'ry  note  to  rapture  swell : 
Sing  the  pow'rs  of  death  and  hell 
Dragged  in  chains  behind  his  wlieels, 
Each  the  wreck  eternal  feels. 

7  Let  Immanuel  be  ador'd. 
Ransom,  Mediator,  Lord; 
To  creation's  utmost  bound. 
Let  th'  immortal  praise  resound. 


HYMN  29.    C.  M. 

1  npHE  Lord  of  life,  with  glory  crown'd, 
A   On  heav'n's  exalted  throne. 
Forgets  not  those,  for  whom  on  earth 

He  heav'd  his  dying  groan. 

2  His  greatness  now  no  tongue  of  man 

Or  seraph  briglit  can  tell. 
Yet  still  the  cliief  of  all  liis  joys ; 
That  souls  are  sav'd  from  hell. 


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3  For  this  he  taug-ht,  and  toil'd,  and  bled ; 
For  this  his  hfe  was  g-iv'n ; 
For  this  he  foug^ht,  and  vanquished  deatli; 
;       For  this  he  reig-ns  in  heaven. 

Join,  all  ye  saints  beneath  the  sky. 
Your  g-rateful  praise  to  g-ive ; 

Sing-  loud  Hosannas  to  his  name, 
With  whom  you  too  shall  live. 


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HYMN  30.    S.  M. 

HOW  beauteous  are  their  feet. 
Who  stand  on  Zion^s  hill ; 
That  bring-  salvation  on  their  tong-ues. 
And  words  of  peace  reveal ! 

How  charming"  is  their  voice. 

So  sweet  the  tiding-s  are ; 
"Zion,  behold  thy  Saviour  King* ; 

He  reig-ns  and  triumphs  here  '/^ 

How  happy  are  our  ears, 
That  hear  the  joyful  sound. 

Which  king's  and  prophest  waited  for. 
And  sou,^ht,  but  never  found ! 


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4  How  blessed  are  our  eyes. 

That  see  this  heavenly  lig-ht ; 
Prophets  and  king's  desir\l  it  long, 
But  died  without  the  sig-ht ! 

5  The  watchmen  join  their  voice. 

And  tuneful  notes  employ ; 
Jerusalem  breaks  forth  in  songs. 
And  deserts  leai-n  the  joy. 

6  The  Lord  makes  bare  his  arm 

Through  all  the  earth  abroad : 
Let  every  nation  now  behold 
Their  Saviour  and  their  God. 

HYMN  31.    S.  M. 

1  XT'K  messengers  of  Christ, 

His  sov^reing  voice  obey; 
Arise !  and  follow  where  he  leads. 
And  peace  attend  your  w^ay. 

2  The  master  whom  you  serve 

Will  needful  strength  bestow ; 
Depending'  on  his  promised  aid. 
With  sacred  courage  go. 

3  Mountains  shall  sink  to  plains. 

And  hell  in  vain  oppose ; 
The  cause  is  God's  and  must  prevail 
In  spite  of  all  his  foes. 


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4  Go  spread  a  Saviour's  farne, 

And  tell  his  matchless  g"race. 
To  the  most  guilty  and  deprav'd 
Of  Adam's  numerous  race. 

5  We  wish  you  in  his  name, 

The  most  divine  success ; 
I   Assured  that  he  who  sends  you  forth, 
Will  your  endeavors  bless. 

HYMN  32.    L.  M. 
I  preach  my  Gospel,  saith  the  Lord, 

Bid  the  whole  world  my  grace  receive; 

He  shall  be  sav'd  that  trusts  my  word; 
.  He  shall  be  damn'd  that  won't  believe. 
.1  I'll  make  your  great  commission  known. 

And  ye  shall  prove  my  Gospel  true. 

By  all  the  works  that  I  have  done, 

By  all  the  wonders  ye  shall  do. 
!  Teach  all  the  nations  my  commands ; 

"I'm  with  you  till  the  world  shall  end ; 

All  power  is  trusted  in  my  hands, 

I  can  destroy,  and  I  defend." 

HYMN  33.    C.  M. 

O,  and  the  Saviour's  grace  proclaim, 
Ye  raesseng-ers  of  God ; 
Go  publish  thro'  Immanuei's  name, 
Salvation  boug"ht  with  blood. 


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2  What  tho'  your  arduous  task  may  lie 

Thro'  regions  dark  as  death ; 
What  tho'  your  faith  and  zeal  to  try. 
Perils  beset  your  path  ? 

3  Yet,  with  determined  courage,  go. 

And  arm'd  with  pow'r  divine. 
Your  God  will  needful  aid  bestow. 
And  on  your  labours  shine. 

4  He  who  has  call'd  you  to  the  war. 

Will  recompense  your  pains; 
Before  Messiah's  conquering  car. 
Mountains  shall  sink  to  plains. 

5  Shrink  not,  tho'  earth  and  hell  oppose. 

But  plead  your  master's  cause ; 
Nor  doubt  that  e'en  your  mighty  foes. 
Shall  bow  before  liis  cross. 

HYMN  34.    L.  M. 

1  I^OMFORT,  ye  ministers  of  grace, 
^  Comfort  the  people  of  your  Lord; 
O  lift  ye  up  the  fallen  race. 

And  cheer  them  by  the  gospel  word. 

2  Go  into  ev'ry  nation,  go. 

Speak  to  their  trembling  hearts,  and  cry: 
Glad  tidings  unto  all  we  show ; 
Jerusalem,  thy  God  is  nigh. 


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3  Hark!  in  the  wilderness  a  cry, 

A  voice  that  loudly  calls,  Prepare  ; 
Prepare  your  hearts  for  God  is  nig-h, 
And  means  to  make  his  entrance  there  \ 

4  The  Lord  your  God  will  quickly  come; 
Sinners  repent,  the  call  obey  : 

Open  your  hearts  to  make  him  room. 
Ye  desert  souls,  prepare  his  way. 

5  The  Lord  shall  clear  his  way  through  all 
Whate'er  obstructs,  obstructs  in  vain  $ 
The  vale  shall  rise,  the  mountain  fall, 
Crooked  be  straight,  and  rugged  plain, 

6  The  glory  of  the  Lord  displayed 
Shall  aH  mankind  together  viev/, 

And  what  his  mouth  in  truth  hath  said, 
His  own  almighty  hands  shall  do. 

HYMN  35.    L.  M, 

1  J'ESUS  shall  reign  where'er  the  sun 
^  Does  his  successive  journeys  run; 
His  kingdom  spread  from  shore  to  shore. 
Till  moons  shall  wax  and  wane  no  more. 

2  From  north  to  south  the  princes  meet 
To  pay  their  homage  at  his  feet ; 
"While  western  empires  own  tlieir  Lord, 
And  savage  tribes  attend  his  word. 

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3  To  lilm  shall  endless  prayer  be  made, 
And  endless  praises  crown  his  head ; 
His  name  like  sweet  perfume  shall  rise 
With  every  morning"  sacrifice. 

4  People  and  realms  of  every  tongue, 
Dwell  on  his  love  with  sweetest  song*. 
And  infant  voices  shall  proclaim 
Their  early  blessings  on  his  name. 

HYMN  36.    S.  M. 

1  '^tT'E  servants  of  the  Lord, 
J8l    Each  in  his  office  wait ; 

Observant  of  his  heav'nly  word. 
And  watchful  at  liis  g-ate. 

2  Let  all  your  lamps  be  bright. 

And  trim  the  g-olden  flame  ; 
Gird  vip  your  loins  as  in  his  sight, 
For  awful  is  liis  name. 

3  Watch,  'tis  your  Lord's  command ; 

And  while  we  speak,  he's  near ; 
Mark  the  first  signal  of  his  hand. 
And  ready  all  appear. 

4  O  happy  servant  they. 

In  such  a  posture  found  : 
He  shall  Ms  Lord  with  rapture  see, 
And  b>c  with  honour  crown'd. 


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3  Christ  shall  the  banquet  spread^ 
With  his  own  bounteous  hand. 
And  raise  that  favourite  servant's  head. 
Amidst  th'  ang-eiic  band. 

HYMN  37.    L.  M. 

1  TfflWAS  Jesus'  last  and  great  command 

-i-   "Go  preach  my  word  in  ev'ry  land, 
"To  all  be  my  salvation  shown, 
"To  ev'ry  creature  make  it  known. 

2  "While  thus  employ'd,  except  my  grace, 
"Attending  you  from  place  to  place ; 
"Where'er  you  meet,  expect  me  there, 
"In  church,  or  house  or  open  air." 

3  Commission'd  thus,  we  come  abroad. 
To  preach  the  gospel  of  our  God ; 
The  love  of  God,  in  Christ  to  tell. 
The  love  that  saves  from  sin  and  hell. 

4  Jesus,  our  Lord,  thy  word  fulfil. 
Thy  spirit's  pow'r  be  with  us  still ; 
May  all  our  souls  thy  blessings  share. 
Accept  our  praise  and  hear  our  pray'r. 

HYMN  38.  CM. 

1  f¥lHUS  saith  the  Lord, "My  son  shall  reign 
To  garth's  remotets  bound : 


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I  will  his  holy  throne  maintain, 
And  all  his  foes  confound." 

2  Arise,  O  God,  thy  strength  display, 

Stretch  forth  thy  conquering-  sword 
O'er  every  land  thy  sceptre  sway, 
And  shed  thy  grace  abroad. 

3  Soon  may  the  Gentile  and  the  Jew 

With  one  consent  submit; 
And  men  of  every  name  and  hue, 
Bow  at  ImmanueFs  feet. 

4  Send  forth  thy  Spirit  with  thy  v/ord, 

To  every  tribe  and  tong-ue ; 
Let  all  the  nations  praise  the  Lord, 
In  one  delig-htful  song*. 

HYMN  39.    6.  4  6s  &  2  8s, 

ITJLOW  ye  the  trumpet,  blow, 

The  g-ladly  solemn  sound; 
Let  all  the  nations  know, 

To  earth^s  remotest  bound : 
The  year  of  Jubilee  is  come ; 
Return,  ye  ransom^  sinners,  home. 

2    Jesus,  our  great  High  Priest, 
Hath  full  atonement  made : 
Ye  weary  spirits,  rest. 
Ye  mournful  souls,  be  glad: 


OF  THE  GOSPEL. 


The  year  of  Jubilee  is  come ; 
Return,  ye  ransom'd  sinners,  home. 

3  Extol  the  Lamb  of  God, 
The  all-atoning-  Lamb  ; 

Redemption  in  his  blood 

Throughout  the  world  proclaim : 
The  year  of  Jubilee  is  come ; 
Return,  ye  ransom'd  sinners,  home, 

4  Ye  slaves  of  sin  and  hell. 
Your  liberty  receive, 

And  safe  in  Jesus  dwell. 

And  blest  in  Jesus  live  : 
The  year  of  Jubilee  is  come ; 
Return,  ye  ransomed  sinners,  home. 

6    Ye  who  have  sold  for  nought 

Your  heritage  above. 
Shall  have  it  back  unb ought, 

The  gift  of  Jesus'  love : 
The  year  of  Jubilee  is  come ; 
Return,  ye  ransom'd  sinners,  home. 

6    The  Gospel  trumpet  hear. 
The  news  of  heavenly  grace ; 
And,  sav'd  from  earth,  appear 
Before  your  Saviour's  face : 
The  year  of  Jubilee  is  come. 
Return,  ye  ransom'd  sinners,  home. 


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HYMN  40.    L.  M. 

1  TI/FILLIONS  there  are  on  heathen  ground 
It-1.  Who  never  heard  the  gospel's  sound. 
Lord  send  it  forth,  and  let  it  run. 

Swift  and  reviving  as  the  sun. 

2  Guide  thou  our  lips,  who  stand  to  tell 
Sinners  the  way  that  leads  from  hell ; 
To  those  who  give,  do  thou  impart 

A  gen'rous,  wise,  and  tender  heart* 

3  Lord,  crown  their  zeal,  reward  their  care 
That  in  thy  grace  they  all  may  share : 
And  those  who  now  in  darkness  dwell, 
Beliv'rance  sing  from  guilt  and  hell. 

AWAKENING  AN1>  INVITING.  ^ 

HYMN  41.    L.  M. 

1  A  WAKE,  Jerusalem,  awake, 

No  longer  in  thy  sin  lie  down  : 
The  garment  of  salvation  take. 
Thy  beauty  and  thy  strength  put  on. 

2  Shake  off  the  dust  that  binds  thy  sight. 
And  hides  the  promise  from  thine  eyes; 
Arise,  and  struggle  into  light, 
The  great  Deliverer  calls,  Arise  1 


AND  INVITING. 


3  Shake  off  the  bands  of  sad  despair, 
Sion,  assert  thy  liberty; 
Look  up,  thy  broken  heart  prepare, 
And  God  shall  set  the  captive  free. 

i  Vessels  of  mercy,  sons  of  g-race. 
Be  purg-'d  from  every  sinful  stain. 
Be  like  your  Lord,  his  word  embrace. 
Nor  bear  his  hallow'd  name  in  vain. 

5  The  Lord  shall  in  your  front  appear. 
And  lead  the  pompous  triumph  on; 
His  g'lory  shall  bring  up  the  rear. 
And  perfect  what  his  g-race  beg-un. 

HYMN  42.    P.  M. 

1  ^TOP,  poor  sinner,  and  look  yonder, 
^  See  your  sins  like  mountains  rise, 
O  astonishing"  the  number, 

Hig-her  mounting  than  the  skies : 
Cry  for  mercy. 
Dread  the  death  that  never  dies. 

2  On  the  crumbling  banks  of  ruin, 

How  can  you  securely  dwell  ? 
Sinners,  vengeance  is  pursuing. 

And  will  sweep  you  down  to  Hell, 
Then  to  Heaven, 
Finally  you'll  bid  farewell. 


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3  Doom'd  where  sorrows  after  sorrows^ 

Follow  on  without  control, 
Floods  of  veng-eance  big-  with  horror;, 

Without  intermission  roll ; 
Vvrath  vindictive 
Overwhelms  the  guilty  soul. 

4  Wrapt  in  sheets  of  black  damnation, 

There  the  curling-  flames  surround^ 
Tormeiits  endless,  no  cessation, 

Mercy  there  cannot  be  found; 
Dismal  yelling-s. 
In  those  lower  realms  abound. 

5  See  your  sun  how  swift  he  hasteth 

Through  the  circuit  of  the  skies ; 
How  your  g-olden  moments  wasteth^ 

Sinners  pray  at  length  be  wise; 
O  he's  sitting, 
And  may  sit  no  more  to  rise* 

6  Sec  how  fast  your  time  is  flying-j 

Will  ye  sinners  yet  delay  ? 
One  is  g-one,  another's  dying-, 

O  !  to  God,  for  mercy  pray  : 
Time  is  precious  : 
God  may  next  call  you  away. 

7  Now's  the  time  for  preparation, 

While  the  vital  air  you  breather 


AND  INVIITING. 


45 


God  is  offering  you  salvation, 
Calls  you  yet  to  turn  and  live ; 
Boundless  mercy ; 
AH  who  come  he  will  receive. 

8  See  the  precious  blood  of  Jesus, 
Streaming"  from  the  cursed  tree, 
Will  not  this  suffice  to  grieve  us> 
Jesus  spilt  his  blood  for  me, 
Come  then  sinners, 
And  his  great  salvation  see. 

HYMN  43.    C.  M. 

1  ^INNER,  how  oft  hath  God  reproved 
^  And  filPd  thee  with  distress  ? 
Yet  still  thou  perseverest  in 

The  paths  of  wickedness. 

2  Sudden  destruction  soon  will  comCj 

On  those  who  thus  rebel ; 
Eternal  vengeance  will  consign 
Their  guilty  souls  to  hell. 

S  O  tremble  at  the  awful  thought, 
And  yield  to  sovereign  grace, 
Lest  God  should  say,  'I'll  strive  no  ]i\|^e^; 
And  frown  thee  from  his  face. 

HYMN  44.    P.  M.  7,  6,  7,  6,  7,  7,  7,  6. 

1  ^TOP,  poor  sinner,  stop  andCthink, 
>^  Before  you  farther  go ; 


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Can  you  sport  upon  the  brink 

Of  everlasting-  woe ! 
Hell  beneath,  is  gaping  wide. 

Vengeance  waits  the  di'ead  command. 
Soon  will  stop  your  sport  aiKL  pride, 
And  sink  you  with  the  damned. 
CHORUS. 
Then  5'  enireaied  now  to  stop. 

For  unless  you  warning  take. 
Ere  you  are  aware  you^ll  drop 
Into  the  burning  lake. 

2  Say,  have  you  an  arm  like  God, 

That  you  his  will  oppose  ? 
Fear  you  not  that  ii'on  rod. 

With  which  he  breaks  iiis  foes  ? 
Can  you  stand  in  that  great  day. 

When  his  judgment  he'll  proclaim. 
When  the  earth  will  melt  away. 

Like  wax  before  the  flame  ? 
Oh/  b'  entreated,  &c. 

3  Ghastly  death  will  quickly  come. 

And  drag  you  to  his  bar ; 
I   'jpien  to  hear  your  awful  doom 
Will  fill  you  with  despau*. 
AH  your  sins  will  round  you  crowd ; 

Sins  of  a  blood  crimson  die ; 
Each  for  vengeance  cry  aloud. 
And  what  -will  you  reply  ? 
Come,  b'  entreated,  &c. 


AND  INVITING. 


4T 


4  Tho'  your  hearts  be  made  of  steel. 

Your  foreheads  hned  with  brass,. 
God  at  leng'th  will  make  you  feel, 

He  will  not  let  you  pass. 
Simiers  then  in  vain  will  call, 

(Tho'  they  now  despise  his  grace,) 
Rocks  and  mountains  on  us  fall. 

And  hide  us  from  his  face. 

Once  again  I  pray  you  stop^  &c. 

5  But  as  yet  there  is  a  hope, 

You  may  his  mercy  know  ; 
Tho'  his  arm  be  lifted  up. 

He  still  forbears  the  blow. 
'Twas  for  sinners  Jesus  died — 

Sinners  he  invites  to  come  ; 
None  that  comes  shall  be  denied, 

He  says  there  still  is  room. 
For  Jesus*  sake^  I  pray  you  stop,  &c. 

HYMN  45.    C.  M. 

1  unconverted,  careless  souls, 
•5-    Wake  up  and  turn  to  God ; 
Or  else  you  surely  will  be  damn'd. 

According  to  liis  word.  * 

2  For  in  the  Bible  it  is  said. 

By  him  that  cannot  lie, 
"Repent,  believe,  be  born  again"— 
"The  soul  that  sins  shall  die." 


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3  Now  sinners  lay  this  well  to  heart* 

And  turn  without  delay ; 
O  hasten  to  the  Saviour's  arms, 
Whilst  it  is  calPd  to-day. 

4  It  is  your  wisdom  so  to  do, 

'Twill  be  your  interest  too; 
Then  be  entreated  now  to  come 
To  Christy  who  died  for  you. 

HYMN  46.    S.  M. 

1  ^TNNEIlS,  the  call  obey, 
'►^  The  latest  call  of  grace ; 
The  day  is  come,  the  veng-eful  day 
Of  a  devoted  race. 

^  Devils  and  men  combine 

To  plag-ue  the  faithless  seed, 
And  phials  full  of  wrath  divine, 
Are  bursting"  on  your  head. 

5  Enter  into  the  Rock, 

Ye  trembling  slaves  of  sin, 
The  Rock  of  your  salvation,  struck. 
And  cleft  to  take  you  in. 

4  To  shelter  the  distress'd, 
He  did  the  cross  endure ; 
-Enter  the  clefts  and  rest 
In  Jesus'  wounds  secure. 


AND  INVITING. 


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5  Jesus,  to  thee  we  fly 

From  the  devouring  sword ; 
Our  city  of  defence  is  nig-h ; 
Our  help  is  in  the  Lord, 

6  Or  if  the  scourge  o'erflow, 

And  laugh  at  innocence, 
Thine  everlasting  arms  we  know, 
Shall  be  our  souls^  defence. 

HYMN  47.    L.  M. 

1  "OEHOLD  the  Saviour  at  thy  door, 

He  gently  knocks,  has  knocked  before; 
,    Has  waited  long,  is  waiting  still, 
You  treat  no  other  friend  so  ill. 

2  O  lovely  attitude!  he  stands, 

With  melting  heart  and  outstretch'd  hands! 

0  matchless  kindness !  and  he  shows 
This  matchless  kindness  to  his  foes. 

3  Admit  him — for  the  human  breast 
Ne'er  entertained  so  kind  a  guest ; 
Admit  him — or  the  hour's  at  hand, 
When  at  his  bar,  deni'd  you'll  stand, 

:\%  Open  my  heart,  Lord,  enter  in. 
Slay  ev'ry  foe,  and  conquer  sin ; 

1  now  to  thee  my  all  resign, 
My  body,  soul,  shall  all  be  thine. 


50  AWAKENING 

HYMN  48.    L.  M. 

1  ^INNERS,  O  why  so  thoughtless  grown? 
^  Why  in  such  dreadful  haste  to  die  1 
Daring  to  leap  to  worlds  unknown. 
Heedless  against  thy  God  to  fly  1 

2  Wilt  thou  despise  eternal  fate, 
Urg'd  on  by  sin's  fantastic  dreams, 
Madly  attempt  th'  infernal  gate, 
And  force  thy  passage  to  the  flames. 

3  Stay,  sinner,  on  the  gospel  plains, 
Behold  the  God  of  love  unfold 
The  glories  of  his  dying  pains. 
Forever  telling,  yet  untold. 

HYMN  49.    8  lines  7s. 

1  OINNERS,  turn,  why  will  ye  die? 
^  God,  your  Maker,  asks  you  why  ? 
God,  who  did  your  being  give. 
Made  you  with  himself  to  live ; 
He  the  fatal  cause  demands. 
Asks  the  work  of  his  own  hands. 
Why,  ye  thankless  creatures,  why, 
Win  ye  cross  his  love  and  die  ? 

2  Sinners,  turn,  why  will  ye  die  ? 
God,  your  Saviour,  asks  you  why? 
God,  who  did  your  soids  retrieve, 
Died  himself  that  ye  might  live. 


AND  INVITING. 


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Will  you  let  him  die  in  vain  ? 
Crucify  your  Lord  ag-ain  ? 
Why,  ye  ransomM  sinners,  why 
Will  ye  slight  his  grace,  and  die  ? 

S  Sinners,  turn,  why  will  ye  die  ? 

God,  the  Spirit,  asks  you  why  ? 

He  who  all  your  lives  hath  strove, 
,  Woo^d  you  to  embrace  his  love : 

Will  ye  not  his  grace  receive  ? 

Will  ye  still  refuse  to  live  ? 

Why,  you  long-sought  sinners,  why 

Will  you  grieve  your  God,  and  die  ? 

4  Dead  already,  dead  wdthin. 
Spiritually  dead  in  sin: 
Dead  to  God,  while  here  you  breathe; 
Pant  you  after  second  death  ? 
Will  you  still  in  sin  remain. 
Greedy  of  eternal  pain  ? 
O,  ye  dying  sinners,  why, 
Why  will  ye  for  e\  er  die  ? 


Hlrivm  50.  c.  M. 


1  "OEPENT,  the  voice  celestial  cries, 
-■-^  Nor  longer  dare  delay : 
The  wretch  that  scorns  the  mandate  dies, 
And  meets  a  fiery  day. 


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2  No  more  the  sov'reig-n  eye  of  God  i 

Overlooks  the  crimes  of  men ; 
His  heralds  are  despatch'd  abroad  i 
To  warn  the  world  of  sin. 

3  Tog-ether  in  his  presence  how, 

And  all  your  guilt  confess ;  , 
Accept  the  ofFer'd  Saviour  now,  i 
Nor  trifle  with  his  g-race. 

4  Bow,  ere  the  awful  trumpet  sound. 

And  calls  you  to  his  bar ; 
For  mercy  knows  th^  appointed  bound,    '  3 
And  turns  to  veng-eance  there. 

HYMN  51.    C.  M. 

1  I^OME  sinners,  you  whose  hardened  4 
^  No  fears  of  hell  can  move,  [hearts. 

Come  hear  the  g-ospePs  mildest  voice, 
That  tells  you,  "God  is  love.^' 

2  Thousands,  once  vile  and  base  as  you,  5 

Surround  the  throne  above  ; 
The  grace  that  chang'd  has  tun'd  their 
To  sing-  that  "God  is  love.'^  [hearts 

3  O  may  we  all,  while  here  below,  6 

This  best  of  blessings  prove; 
Till  warmer  hearts,  in  brighter  w^orlds. 
Proclaim  that  "God  is  love," 


AND  INVITING. 


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HYMN  52.    C.  M. 

I  ^INNERS,  the  voice  of  God  regard; 
'Tis  mercy  speaks  to-day; 
He  calls  you  by  his  sacred  word 
From  sin's  destructive  way. 

^  Like  the  rough  sea  that  cannot  rest. 
You  live,  devoid  of  peace ; 
A  thousand  stings  \Vithin  your  breast 
Deprive  your  souls  of  ease. 

>  Your  way  is  dark,  and  leads  to  death : 
Why  will  you  persevere  ? 
Can  you  in  endless  torments  breathe. 
Shut  up  in  black  despair  ? 

L  Why  will  you  in  the  naked  ways 
V      Of  sin  and  folly  go  ? 

In  pain  you  travel  all  your  days. 
To  reap  eternal  wo. 

)  But  he  that  turns  to  God  shall  live. 
Through  his  abounding  grace  : 
His  mercy  will  the  guilt  forgive, 
ts,       Of  those  that  seek  his  face. 

t  )  Bow  to  the  sceptre  of  his  word, 

Renouncing  every  sin. 
,     Submit  to  him  your  sovereign  Lord, 

And  learn  his  will  divine, 
D 


54  AWAKENING 

HYMN  53.    L.  M. 

1  l^NOW,  sinner,  ev'ry  one  is  free 

To  choose  his  course  and  what  he'I 
For  tliis  eternal  truth  is  giv'n,  [be 
That  God  will /orce  no  man  to  heaven, 

2  He^U  draw,  persuade,  direct  aright. 
Bless  us  with  wisdom,  love  and  light; 
In  nameless  ways  be  good  and  kind. 
But  never  force  the  human  mind, 

3  Freedom  and  reason  make  us  men. 
Take  these  away,  what  are  we  then  ? 
Mere  animals,  and  just  as  well. 

E'en  brutes  might  think  of  heaven  or  hell 

4  O  then  no  more  your  pow'rs  abuse. 
But  ways  of  truth  and  goodness  choose  • 
Om-  God  is  pleased  when  we  improve 
His  grace,  and  seek  the  worlds  above. 

5  But  if  you  take  the  downward  road, 
And  make  in  hell  your  last  abode ; 
Our  God  is  clear,  and  you  shall  know, 
You  plung'd  yourselves  in  endless  woe. 

HYMN  54.    L.  M. 
1  ^OME,  sinners,  to  the  Gospel  feast, 
^  Let  every  soul  be  Jesus'  guest: 
Ye  need  not  one  be  left  behind, 
For  God  hath  bidden  all  mankind. 


AND  INVITING. 


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2  Sent  by  my  Lord,  on  you  I  call; 
The  invitation  is  to  all : 
Come,  all  the  world!  come,  sinner,  thou! 
All  thing's  in  Christ  are  ready  now. 

]  Come,  all  ye  souls  by  sin  oppress'd. 
Ye  restless  wand'rers  after  rest; 
Ye  poor,  and  maim'd,  and  halt,  and  blind, 
In  Christ  a  hearty  welcome  find. 

!<  My  message  as  from  God  receive ; 
Ye  all  may  come  to  Christ  and  live : 
O  let  his  love  your  hearts  constrain, 
Nor  suffer  liim  to  die  in  vain ! 

f  His  love  is  mighty  to  compel ; 
His  conqu'ring  love  consent  to  feel: 
Yield  to  his  love's  resistless  power. 
And  fight  against  your  God  no  more. 

)  See  him  set  forth  before  your  eyes. 
That  precious,  bleeding  sacrifice  ! 
His  offer 'd  benefits  embrace, 
And  freely  now  be  saved  by  grace  ! 

^  This  is  the  time,  no  more  delay  ! 
This  is  the  acceptable  day ; 
Come  in  this  moment  at  his  call, 
And  live  for  him  who  died  for  all. 


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HYMN  55.    C.  M. 

1  nnHE  Saviour  calls — let  ev^ry  ear 

Attend  the  heavenly  sound  ; 
Ye  doubting"  souls  dismiss  your  fear, 
Hope  smiles  reviving*  round. 

2  For  ev'ry  thirsty  long-ing"  heaii:. 

Here  streams  of  bounty  flow; 
And  life,  and  health,  and  bliss  impart. 
To  banish  mortal  woe. 

3  Here  springs  of  sacred  pleasure  rise 

To  ease  your  ev'ry  pain : 
(Immortal  fountain !  full  supplies  !) 
Nor  shall  you  thirst  in  vain. 

4  Y'e  sinners  come,  'tis  mercy's  voice. 

The  gracious  call  obey: 
Mercy  invites  to  heav'nly  joys  — 
And  can  you  yet  delay  ? 

5  Dear  Saviour,  draw  reluctant  hearts, 

To  thee  let  sinners  fly. 
And  take  the  bliss  thy  love  imparts, 
And  drink  and  never  die. 

HYMN  56.    L.  M. 

1  nnO-DAY,  if  you  will  hear  his  voice, 
JL   Now  is  the  time  to  make  your  choic< 


AND  INVITING. 


57 


Say,  will  you  to  Mount  Zion  go? 
Say,  will  you  have  this  Christ,  or  no  ? 

Ye  wand-'ring"  souls,  who  find  no  rest, 
Say,  will  you  be  forever  blest- 
Will  you  be  saved  from  sin  and  hell- 
Will  you  with.  Christ  in  glory  dwell  ? 

Come  now  dear  youth,  for  ruin  bound. 
Obey  the  Gospel's  joyful  sound: 
Come,  go  with  us,  and  you  shall  prove 
The  joy  of  Christ's  redeeming  love. 

Once  more  we  ask  you  in  liis  name — 
For  yet  his  love  remains  the  same — 
Say,  will  you  to  Mount  Zion  go? 
Say,  will  you  have  this  Christ,  or  no  ? 

Leave  all  your  sports  and  glittering  toys. 
Come  share  with  us  eternal  joys  ; 
Or  must  we  leave  you  bound  to  hell? 
Then,  dear  young  friends,  a  long  farewell. 

HYMN  57.    C.  M. 

COME,  let  us  who  in  Christ  believe) 
Our  common  Saviour  praise : 
To  him,  with  joyful  voices,  give 
The  glory  of  his  grace. 

He  now  stands  knocking  at  the  door 
Of  every  sinner's  heart: 


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The  worst  need  keep  him  out  no  moi'e, 
Or  force  him  to  depart. 

3  Throiig'h  g-race  we  hearken  to  thy  voice. 

Yield  to  be  sav'd  from  sin : 
In  sure  and  certain  hope  rejoice, 
That  thou  wilt  enter  in. 

4  Come  quickly  in,  thou  heavenly  guest. 

Nor  ever  hence  remove ; 
But  sup  with  us,  and  let  the  feast 
Be  everlasting  love. 

HY>IX  58.    C.  M. 

1  TTAES"  man,  thy  fond  pursuits  forbear- 

^    Repent — thy  end  is  nig*h! 
Deatli,  at  the  fai'thest,  can't  be  far, 
Oh,  think — before  thou  die  1 

2  Reflect — thou  hast  a  soul  to  save, 

Thy  sins — how  hig-h  they  mount ! 
What  are  thy  hopes  beyond  the  g-rave — 
How  stands  that  dread  account  ? 

3  Death  enters — and  there's  no  defence, 

His  time,  there's  none  can  tell : 
He'll  m  a  moment  call  thee  hence. 
To  Heav'n — or  down  to  Hell ! 

4  Thy  flesh,  perhaps  thy  greatest  care. 

Shall  crawling  worms  consume  ; 


AND  INVITING. 


59 


But  ah !  destruction  stops  not  there- 
Sin  kills  beyond  the  tomb. 

To-day  the  Gospel  calls,  to-day, 

Sinner,  it  speaks  to  you : 
Let  ev'ry  one  forsake  his  way. 

And  mercy  will  ensue. 

HYMN  59.    S.  M. 

MOW  is  the  accepted  time, 
Now  is  the  day  of  grace. 
Now,  sinners,  come  without  delay. 
And  seek  the  Saviour's  face. 

Now  is  the  accepted  time. 

The  Saviour  calls  to-day; 
To-morrow  it  may  be  too  late. 

Then  why  should  you  delay  ? 

Now  is  the  accepted  time. 
The  Gospel  bids  you  come ; 

And  ev'ry  promise  in  his  word 
Declares  there  yet  is  room. 

Lord,  draw  reluctant  souls, 
And  feast  them  with  thy  love ; 

Then  will  the  angels  clap  their  wings. 
And  bear  the  news  above. 


60 


AWAKENING 


HYMN  60.    M.  7s. 

1  /^OME,  and  taste  along*  with  me, 

Consolation  running*  free, 
From  my  Father's  wealthy  throne. 
Sweeter  than  the  honey-comb. 

2  Why  should  Christians  feast  alone  ? 
All  are  better  far  than  some; 

Th'  more  come  in  with  free  g-ood  will. 
Makes  the  banquet  sweeter  still, 

3 

Now  I  g-o  to  heaven's  door. 
Asking-  for  a  little  more ; 
Jesus  gives  a  double  share, 
Calling  me  his  chosen  heir. 

4  Heaven's  here,  and  heaven's  there. 
Goodness  flowing*  ev'ry  where. 
This  I  boldly  can  attest. 
That  my  soul  has  g*ot  a  taste. 

HYIMN  61.    P.  M. 

1  I^OME,  ye  sinners,  poor  and  needy, 
^  Weak  and  wounded,  sick  and  sore, 
Jesus  ready  stands  to  save  you. 
Full  of  pity,  love,  and  pow'r ; 
He  is  able. 
He  is  willing*,  doubt  no  more. 


AND  INVITING. 


2  Now,  ye  needy,  come  and  welcome, 

God's  free  bounty  g-lorify; 
True  belief  and  true  repentance, 

Every  grace  that  bring's  you  nig^h. 
Without  money 
Come  to  Jesus  Christ  and  buy. 

3  Let  not  conscience  make  you  ling-er ; 

Nor  of  fitness  fondly  dream : 
All  the  fitness  he  requireth 

Is  to  feel  your  need  of  him ; 
This  he  gives  you, 
'Tis  the  Spirit's  g-limm'ring"  beam. 

4  Come,  ye  weary,  heavy-laden, 

Bruis'd  and  mang-led  by  the  fail. 
If  you  tarry  till  you're  better, 

You  will  never  come  at  all ; 
Not  the  righteous. 
Sinners  Jesus  came  to  call. 

5  Ag'onizing'  in  the  garden, 

Lo  !  your  Maker  prostrate  lies ! 
On  the  bloody  tree  behold  him ! 

Hear  him  cry  before  he  dies, 
"It  is  finish'd !" 
Sinners,  will  not  this  suffice  ? 

6  Lo !  the'  incarnate  God  ascending*. 

Pleads  the  merit  of  his  blood ; 
Venture  on  him,  venture  freely ; 


62 


AWAKENING 


Let  no  other  trust  intrude : 
None  but  Jesus 
Can  do  helpless  shiners  good. 
7  Saints  and  ang-els  joined  in  concert. 
Sing*  the  praises  of  the  Lamb, 
While  the  bhssful  seats  of  heaven 
Sweetly  echo  with  his  name: 
Hallelujah! 
Sinners  here  may  do  the  same. 

HYMN  62.    C.  M. 

1  /\H,  what  amazing"  words  of  grace. 

Are  in  the  gospel  found ! 
Suited  to  ev'ry  sinner's  case, 
Who  knows  the  joyful  sound. 

2  Poor  sinful,  thirsty,  fainting  souls 

Are  freely  welcome  here ; 
Salvation,  like  a  river,  rolls. 
Abundant,  free  and  clear. 

3  Come  then,  with  all  your  wants  &  wounds. 

Your  ev'ry  burden  bring ; 
Here  love,  unchanging  love  abounds, 
A  deep,  celestial  spring. 

4  Whoever  will,  (O  gracious  word!) 

Shall  of  this  stream  partake ; 
Come,  thirsty  souls,  and  bless  the  Lord, 
And  drink  for  Jesus'  sake. 


AND  INVITING. 


63 


5  Millions  of  sinners,  vile  as  you, 
Have  here  found  life  and  peace ; 
Come  then,  and  prove  its  virtues  too, 
And  drink,  adore  and  bless. 

HYMN  63.    P.  M.  5,  6,  5,  6. 

1  "¥l[riLL  you  come  to  tli'  cross, 
^  ▼     I  have  died  on  for  you, 

To  save  you  from  death, 
That  was  justly  yovir  due  ? 

Ch(yr.  Ah!  will  you,  willyou,  will  you,  will  you 
Come  to  the  cross  ? 
Ah!  will  you.  Sec.    Come  to  the  cross? 

2  There  while  at  my  feet, 

In  contrition  you  lie, 
I'll  hush  with  my  love, 
Ev'ry  penitent  sigh. 

Chor,  Ah!  will  you,  will  you,  will  you,  will  you 
Kneel  at  my  feet  ? 
Ah!  will  you,  &c.    Kneel  at  my  feet  ? 

3  'Tis  th'  Saviour  that  calls, 

'Tis  your  God  that  implores. 
Ye  sinners  to  turn, 

And  be  sinners  no  more. 

Chor,  Ah!  will  you,  will  you,  will  you,  will  you 
Turn  and  be  free  ? 
Ah !  will  you,  85.C.    Turn  and  be  free  ? 


64 


AWAKEXIXG 


4  Be  free  from  the  world. 

Its  temptations  and  cares. 
And  take  up  the  cross — 
It  is  easy  to  bear. 

Chor.  Ah!  will  you,  will  you,  will  you,  will  you 
Take  up  the  cross  ? 
Ahl  will  you,  &c.    Take  up  the  cross? 

5  Will  you  walk  in  m'  ways  ? 

Will  you  do  what  I  say. 
And  evince  to  th'  world, 

That  you're  children  of  day  ? 
Chor,  Ah!  will  you,  will  you,  wiU  you,  will  you 
Do  what  I  say  ? 
Ah!  will  you,  &c.    Do  what  T  say  ? 

6  Then  when  you  are  done 

With  the  sorrows  of  time. 
You  shall  reig-n  with  your 
Saviour  in  happi'r  climes. 
Chor.  All!  will  you,  will  you,  will  you,  will  you 
Reign  with  me  there  ? 
Ah!  w ill  you,  &  c .  Reig-n  with  me  there  ? 

HYMN  64.    L.  M. 

1  /^NE  thing-  is  needful,  one  alone ; 
If  tliis  be  our's  all  is  our  own : 
'Tis  needful  now,  'twill  needful  be 
In  death,  and  thro'  eternity. 


AND  INVITING. 


65 


2  Without  it  we  are  all  undone, 

Tho'  we  may  call  the  world  our  own ; 
Not  all  the  joys  of  time  and  sense 
Can  countervail  the  loss  immense. 

3  Great  God!  that  powerful  g-race  of  thine. 
Which  rous'd  a  soul  so  dead  as  mine. 
Can  rouse  these  thoug"htless  sinners  too. 
The  one  thing  needful  to  pursue. 

HYMN  65.    C.  M. 

1  T  ET  ev'ry  mortal  ear  attend, 

And  ev'ry  heart  rejoice  ! 
,    The  trumpet  of  the  g-ospel  sounds. 
With  an  inviting-  voice. 

2  Ho !  all  ye  hung-ry,  starving"  souls, 

Who  feed  upon  the  wind, 
And  vainly  strive  with  earthly  toys. 
To  fill  an  empty  mind. 

3  Eternal  wisdom  has  prepar'd, 

A  soul  reviving"  feast, 
And  bids  your  longing*  appetites 
The  rich  provision  taste. 

4  Ho  !  ye  who  pant  for  living  streams, 

And  pine  away  and  die ; 
Here  you  may  quench  your  raging  thirst, 
With  springs  that  never  dry. 


66 


AWAKENING 


5  The  happy  g-ates  of  gospel  grace, 
Stand  open  all  the  day ; 
Lord,  we  are  come  to  seek  supplies. 
And  drive  our  wants  away. 

HYMN  66.    C.  M. 

1  ^/"E  burden\l  souls,  to  Jesus  come, 

You  need  not  be  afraid ! 
He  loves  to  hear  poor  sinners  cry. 
He  loves  to  hear  them  plead. 

2  Ye  humble  souls  to  Jesus  come, 

^Tis  he  who  made  you  see. 
Your  wretched,  ruin'd  helpless  state, 
Your  g-uilt  and  misery. 

3  Christ  is  a  friend  to  mourning*  souls — 

Then  why  should  you  despair. 
Since  Saul  and  Mary  Magdalene 
Found  grace  and  mercy  here  ? 

HYMN  67.    P.  M.  7s. 

1  ^OME,  ye  weary  souls  opprest, 
^  Find  in  Christ  the  promis'd  rest : 
On  him  all  your  burdens  roll. 

He  can  wound,  and  he  make  whole. 

2  Ye  that  dread  the  wrath  of  God, 
Come  and  wash  in  Jesus'  blood; 
To  the  son  of  David  cry, 

In  his  word  he's  passing  by. 


AND  INVITING* 


67 


3  Naked,  guilty,  poor  and  blind, 
All  your  wants  in' Jesus  find; 
This  the  day  of  mercy  is. 
Now  accept  the  proffer'd  bliss. 

i  Debtors,  who  have  nought  to  pay. 
Come  to  Jesus,  haste  away; 
All  your  sins  on  him  were  laid, 
All  your  debts  the  Surety  paid. 

5  "It  is  finished,"  lo  !  he  cries, 
Ere  on  yonder  cross  he  dies ; 
O  believe  the  record  true, 
Jesus  died  for  such  as  you. 

HYMN  68.    C.  M. 

1  rjlHO'  parents  may  in  cov'nant  be. 

And  have  their  heav'n  in  view ; 
They  are  unhappy  till  they  see 
Their  children  happy  too. 

2  Their  hearts  with  inward  anguish  bleed. 

When  all  attempts  prove  vain. 
And  they  pursue  those  paths  that  lead 
To  everlasting  pain. 

3  They  warn,  indulge,  correct,  beseech. 

While  tears  in  torrents  flow ; 
x\nd  'tis  beyond  the  pow'r  of  speech 
To  tell  the  griefs  they  know. 


68 


PENITENTIAL. 


4  Till  they  can  see  victorious  grace 

Their  children's  souls  possess ; 
The  sparkling"  wit,  the  smiling*  face. 
But  adds  to  their  distress. 

5  See  the  fond  father  clasp  his  child; 

Hark  !  how  his  bowels  move — 
Shalt  thou  my  offspring",  be  exil'd 
From  God,  my  father's  love  ? 

6  Shall  cruel  spirits  drag*  thee  down 

To  darkness  and  despair, 
'  Beneath  th'  Almighty's  angry  frown, 
To  dwell  forever  there  ! 

7  Kind  heav'n,  the  dreadful  scene  forbid ! 

Look  down,  dear  Lord,  and  bless ; 
I'll  wrestle  hard  as  Abra'm  did, 
May  I  obtain  success ! 


PENITENTIAL. 


HYMN  69.    S.  M. 

1  f\  THAT  I  could  repent, 
With  all  my  idols  part; 
And  to  thy  gracious  eye  present 
An  humble,  contrite  heart  I 


PENITENTIAL, 


69 


A  heai't  with  grief  opprest, 
For  having"  g-riev'cl  my  God ; 

A  troubled  heart  that  cannot  rest 
Till  sprinkled  with  thy  bipod. 

Jesus,  on  me  bestow 

The  penitent  desire  ; 
With  true  sincerity  of  woe, 

My  aching-  breast  inspire, 

With  soft^mng"  pity  look. 

And  melt  my  hardness  down ; 

Strike  with  thy  love's  resistless  strokCa 
And  break  this  heart  of  stone  { 


HYMN  70,    C.  M, 

MY  God,  my  God,  to  thee  T  cry  j 
Thee  only  would  I  know ; 
Thy  purifying-  blood  apply. 
And  wash  me  white  as  snow, 

I  Touch  me,  and  make  the  leper  clean^ 
Purg-e  my  iniquity : 
Unless  thou  wash  my  soul  from  sin, 
I  have  no  part  in  thee, 

i  But  art  thou  not  already  mine  ? 
Answer,  if  iiiine  thou  art ! 
Whisper  within,  thou  love  divine, 
And  cheer  my  broken  heart. 
E 


^0 


riENITENTIAL. 


4  Behold,  for  me  the  victim  bleeds,  i 

His  wounds  are  open  wide ; 
For  me  the  blood  of  sprinkling-  pleads, 
And  speaks  me  justified. 

HYMN  71.    L.  M. 

1  !  give  me.  Lord,  my  sins  to  moiirnj 

My  sins  which  have  thy  body  torn; 
Give  me  with  broken  heart  to  see, 
Thy  last  tremendous  ag*ony. 

5  O  could  I  gain  the  mountain's  hig-ht. 
And  gaze  upon  that  wondrous  sight, 
O  that  with  Salem's  daughters,  I 
Could  stand  and  see  my  Saviour  die  !  \ 

3  I'd  hang  around  his  feet  and  cry, 
Lord,  save  a  soul  condemn'd  to  die, 
And  let  a  wretti^h  come  near  tliy  throne, 
To  plead  the  merits  of  thy  Son. 

4  Father  of  mercy !  drop  thy  frown, 
And  give  me  shelter  in  thy  Son ; 
And  with  my  broken  heart  comply : 
O  give  me  Jesus,  or  I  die  1 

5  O  Lord,  deny  me  what  thou  wilt,  j 
^If  thou  would'st  ease  me  of  my  guilt; 
Bte»od  Lord,  in  mercy  hear  me  cry, 
^mnd  give  me  JesuSj  or  I  die. 


PENITENTIAL* 


71 


5  O  save  my  soul  from  g'aping*  hell, 
Or  else  with  devils  I  must  dwell ; 
O  mig-ht  I  enter,  now  Fm  come. 
Lord  Jesus,  save  me,  or  I'm  gone. 

HYMN  72.    L.  M. 

L  f  \  THAT  my  load  of  sin  were  gone  ! 
O  that  I  could  at  last  submit, 
At  Jesus'  feet  to  lay  it  down ! 
To  lay  my  soul  at  Jesus'  feet ! 

I  Rest  for  my  soul  I  long*  to  find : 
Saviour  of  all,  if  mine  thou  art, 

r   Give  me  thy  meek  and  lowly  mind, 
And  stamp  thine  image  on  my  heart. 

)  Break  off  the  yoke  of  inbred  sin, 
And  fully  set  my  spirit  free ; 
'    I  cannot  rest  till  pure  within, 
Till  I  am  wholly  lost  in  thee. 

i  Fain  would  I  learn  of  thee,  my  God, 
Thy  light  and  easy  burden  prove ; 
The  cross  all  stain'd  with  hallow'd  blood, 
The  labour  of  thy  dying  love. 

)  I  would,  but  thou  must  give  the  power ; 
My  heart  from  every  sin  release ; 
Bring  near,  bring  near  the  joyful  hour, 
And  fill  me  with  thy  perfect  peace. 


72 


PENITENTIAL. 


6  Come,  Lord,  the  drooping*  sinner  cheer. 
Nor  let  thy  chariot  wheels  delay : 
Appear,  in  my  poor  heart  appear  I 
My  God,  my  Saviour,  come  away  1 

HYMN  73.  Cm. 

1  £\  THAT  I  could  my  Lord  receive. 

Who  did  the  world  redeem ; 
Who  g-ave  his  life  that  I  mig-ht  live, 
A  life  conceaPd  in  him ! 

2  O  that  I  could  the  blessing*  prove. 

My  heart's  extreme  desire : 
Live  happy  in  my  Saviour's  love. 
And  in  liis  arms  expire ! 

3  Mercy  I  ask  to  seal  my  peace, 

That  kept  by  mercy's  pow'r, 
I  may  from  every  evil  cease. 
And  never  grieve  thee  more. 

4  Now,  if  thy  gracious  will  it  be. 

E'en  now  my  sins  remove, 
And  set  my  soul  at  liberty 
By  thy  victorious  love. 

5  In  answer  to  ten  thousand  prayers. 

Thou  pard'ning"  God  descend; 
Number  me  with  salvation's  heirs. 
My  sins  and  troubles  end. 


PENITENTIAL. 


)  Notliing"  I  ask  or  want  beside, 
Of  all  in  earth  or  heaven : 
But  let  me  feel  thy  blood  applied, 
!      And  live  and  die  forgiven. 

HYMN  74.    S.  M. 

OTHAT  I  could  revere 
My  much-offended  God ! 
O  that  I  could  but  stand  in  fear 
Of  thy  afflicting  rod  ! 

I  If  mercy  cannot  draw, 

Thou  by  thy  threatening  move ; 
And  keep  an  abject  soul  in  awe, 
'       That  will  not  yield  to  love. 

3  Show  me  the  naked  sword 
Impending  o'er  my  head : 
O  let  me  tremble  at  thy  word. 
And  to  my  ways  take  heed! 

4f  With  sacred  horror  fly 

From  every  sinful  snare : 
Nor  ever  in  my  Judge's  eye 
My  Judge's  anger  dare, 

5  Thou  great  tremendous  God, 
The  conscious  awe  impart; 
The  grace  be  now  on  me  bestow'd 
The  tender  fleshly  heart : 


74 


PENITENTIAL. 


6  Fol'  Jesus'  sake  alone, 

The  stony  heart  remove ; 
And  melt  at  last,  O  melt  me  down,, 
Into  the  mould  of  love. 

HYMN  75.    C.  M. 

1  £\  FOR  that  tenderness  of  heart. 

Which  bows  before  the  Lord; 
Acknowledg'ing'  how  just  thou  art. 
And  trembling"  at  thy  word ! 

2  O  for  those  humble,  contrite  tears, 

Which  from  repentance  flow : 
That  consciousness  of  guilt,  which  fears 
The  long"- suspended  blow ! 

3  Saviour,  to  me,  in  pity  give 

The  sensible  distress ; 
The  pledge  thou  wilt,  at  last,  receive. 
And  bid  me  die  in  peace  : 

4  Wilt  from  the  dreadful  day  remove. 

Before  the  evil  come; 
My  spirit  hide  with  saints  above : 
My  body  in  the  tomb. 

HYMN  76.    S.  M. 

1    A  ND  wilt  thou  yet  be  found. 
And  may  I  still  draw  near ! 
Then  listen  to  the  plaintive  sound 
Of  a  poor  sinner's  prayer. 


PENITENTIAL. 


75 


Jesus,  thine  aid  afford, 

If  still  the  same  thou  art ; 
To  thee  I  look,  to  thee,  my  Lord ! 

Lift  up  a  helpless  heart. 

Thou  seest  my  troubled  breast. 
The  strug-gling-s  of  my  will, 

The  foes  that  interrupt  my  rest,  * 
The  ag-onies  I  feel, 

'  The  daily  death  I  prove, 
Saviour,  to  thee  is  known : 
'Tis  worse  than  death  my  God  to  love^ 
And  not  my  God  alone. 

0  my  offended  Lord, 
Restore  my  inward  peace  ; 

1  know  thou  canst  pronounce  the  word^ 
And  bid  the  tempest  cease! 

I  long  to  see  thy  face. 

Thy  Spirit  I  implore. 
The  living-  water  of  thy  grace. 

That  I  m.ay  thirst  no  more. 

HYMN  77.  L. 

1    TESUS,  the  sinner's  friend,  to  thee, 
^  Lost  and  undone,  for  aid  I  flee ; 
Weary  of  earth,  myself,  and  sin ; 
Open  thine  arms,  and  take  me  in, 


76  PiixttENTlAL* 


2  Pity  and  heal  my  sin^sick  soul ;  ■ 
'Tis  thou  alone  canst  make  me  whole  j 
Fallen,  till  in  me  thine  imag-e  shine, 
And  lost  I  am  till  thou  art  mine. 

3  Awake,  the  \y Oman's  conquering"  Seed^ 
Awake,  and  bruise  the  serpent's  head! 
Tread  down  thy  foes^  with  pow'r  contro' 
The  beast  and  devil  in  my  soul. 

4  The  mansion  foi'  thyself  prepare^ 
Dispose  my  heart  by  entering*  there ! 
'Tis  this  alone  can  make  me  clean; 
'Tis  this  alone  can  cast  out  sin» 

5  At  last  I  own  it  cannot  be 
That  I  should  fit  myself  for  thee  i 
Here,  the nj  to  thee  I  all  resig-n; 
Thine  is  the  work,  and  only  tliinc; 

6  What  shall  I  say  thy  grace  to  move  ? 
Lord,  I  am  sin, — but  thoU  art  love : 

I  g-ive  up  every  plea  besidcj 

^^Lord,  I  am  lost — but  thou  hast  diedv'' 

HYMN  tS.    S.  M. 

Fi?'st  Part. 

1  X;|THEN  shall  thy  love  constrain^ 
^  ^    And  force  me  to  thy  breast  ? 
When  shall  my  soul  return  again 
To  her  eternal  rest  ? 


PENITENTIAL. 


77 


2  Ah !  v/hat  avails  my  strife, 

My  wandering"  to  and  fro  ? 
Thou  hast  the  words  of  endless  life : 
Ah !  whither  should  I  g*o  ? 

3  Thy  condescending-  g-race 

To  me  did  freely  move ; 
It  calls  me  still  to  seek  thy  face^ 
And  stoops  to  ask  my  love. 

Lordj  at  thy  feet  I  fall, 

I  g-roan  to  be  set  free ; 
I  fain  would  now  obey  the  callj 

And  give  up  all  for  thee. 

5  To  rescue  me  from  woe^ 

Thou  didst  \\^ith  all  things  part  \ 
Didst  lead  a  suffering*  life  beloWj 
To  gain  my  worthless  heart. 

6  My  worthless  heart  to  gain. 

The  God  of  all  that  breathe^ 
Was  found  in  fashion  as  a  man^ 
And  died  a  cursed  death, 

HYMN  79.    S,  M. 

Second  Part, 

1    4  ND  can  1  yet  delay, 

My  little  all  to  give  ? 
I'o  tear  my  soul  from  earth  away. 
For  JesMs  to  receive  ? 


78 


PENITENTIAL. 


2  Nay,  but  I  yield,  I  yield ! 

I  can  hold  out  no  more : 
I  sink  by  dying*  love  compeird. 
And  own  Thee  conqueror  ! 

3  Thoug'h  late  I  all  forsake, 

My  friends,  my  all  resig-n ; 
Gracious  Redeemer,  take,  O  take. 
And  seal  me  ever  thine ! 

4  Come,  and  possess  me  whole, 

Nor  hence  again  remove : 
Settle  and  fix  my  wav'ring"  soul 
With  all  thy  weight  of  love, 

5  My  one  desire  be  this, 

Thy  only  love  to  know ; 
To  seek  and  taste  no  other  bliss, 
No  other  g-ood  below. 

6  My  life,  my  portion  thou. 

Thou  all-sufficient  art ; 
My  hope,  my  heavenly  treasure,  now 
Enter  and  keep  my  heart. 

HYMN  80.    6  lines  Ss. 

First  Part, 

I  I^OME,  O  thou  Traveller  unknown, 
^  Whom  still  I  hold,  but  cannot  see 
My  company  before  is  g'one. 
And  I  am  left  alone  with  tl\ee:. 


PENITENTIAL. 


79 


With  thee  all  night  I  mean  to  stay, 
And  wrestle  till  the  break  of  day. 

2  I  need  not  tell  thee  who  I  am  ; 
My  misery  and  sin  declare ; 

Thyself  hast  call'd  me  by  my  name, 

Look  on  thy  hands,  and  read  it  there : 
But  who,  I  ask  thee,  who  art  thou  ? 
Tell  me  thy  name,  and  tell  me  now. 

3  In  vain  thou  strugg-lest  to  get  free, 
I  never  will  unloose  my  hold  ; 

Art  thou  the  man  that  died  for  me  ? 

The  secret  of  thy  love  unfold; 
Wrestling,  I  will  not  let  thee  go. 
Till  I  thy  name,  thy  nature  know. 

4  Wilt  thou  not  yet  to  me  reveal 
Thy  new,  unutterable  name  ? 

Tell  me,  I  still  beseech  thee,  tell ; 

To  know  it  now  resolv'd  I  am : 
Wrestling,  I  will  not  let  thee  go, 
Till  I  thy  name,  thy  nature  know\ 

5  What  though  my  shiinking  flesh  com- 
And  murmur  to  contend  so  long  •  [plaiii, 

I  rise  superior  to  my  pain: 

When  -I  am  weak,  then  I  am  strong  ! 
And  when  my  all  of  strength  shall  fail, 
I  shall  with  the  God-Man  prevail, 


80 


PENITENTIAL. 


HYMN  81»    6  lines  8s, 
Second  Part, 

1  "^TIELD  to  me  now,  for  I  am  weak, 

But  confident  in  self-despair; 
Speak  to  my  heartj  in  blessing-s  speak; 

Be  conquer'd  by  my  instant  prayer : 
Speak,  or  thou  never  hence  shalt  move, 

And  tell  me  if  thy  name  be  Love. 

2  ^Tis  love !  'tis  love !  thou  diedst  for  me 
I  hear  thy  whisper  in  m.y  heart; 

The  morning  breaks,  the  shadows  flee, 

Pure,  universal  love  thou  art : 
To  me,  to  all,  thy  bowels  move, 
Thy  nature  and  thy  name  is  Love. 

o  My  prayer  hath  power  with  God;  thegrac 
Unspeakable  I  now  receive; 
Through  faith  I  see  thee  face  to  face; 

I  see  thee  face  to  face,  and  live  ! 
In  vain  I  have  not  wept  and  strove ; 
Thy  nature  and  thy  name  is  Love. 

4    I  know  thee,  Saviour,  who  thou  art, 
Jesus,  the  feeble  sinner's  friend: 
Nor  wilt  thou  with  the  night  depart. 
But  stay  and  love  me  to  the  end : 
Thy  mercies  never  shall  remove, 
Thy  nature  and  thy  name  is  Love. 


PENITENTIAL. 


81 


5  The  Sun  of  Rig'hteousness  on  me 
Hath  rose  with  heaUng"  in  his  wings ; 

Wither^  my  naturals  strength ;  from  thee 

My  soul  its  hfe  and  succour  brings  j 
My  help  is  all  laid  up  above ; 
Thy  nature  and  thy  name  is  Love. 

6  Contented  now  upon  my  thigh 

I  halt,  till  life's  short  journey  end; 
All  helplessness,  all  weakness,  I 

On  thee  alone  for  strength  depend; 
Nor  have  I  power  from  thee  to  move ; 
Thy  nature  and  thy  name  is  Love, 

7  Lame  as  I  am,  I  take  the  prey ; 

Hell,  earth,  and  sin,  with  ease  o'ercomej 
I  leap  for  joy,  pursue  my  way. 

And,  as  a  bounding  hart,  fly  home ; 
Through  all  eternity  to  prove 
Thy  nature  and  thy  name  is  Love. 

HYMN  82.    C.  M, 

I  ^OME,  humble  sinner,  in  whose  breast, 
^  A  thousand  thoughts  revolve ; 
Come  with  your  guilt  and  soul  opprest, 
And  make  this  last  resolve  : — 
>  "I'll  go  to  Jesus,  though  my  sins 
Hath  like  a  mountain  rose ; 
I  know  his  courts,  I'll  enter  m, 
Whatever  may  oppose. 


82 


PENITENTIAL. 


3  «P rostrate  I'll  lie  before  his  throne, 

And  there  my  guilt  confess : 
ril  tell  him  I'm  a  wretch  undone. 
Without  liis  soy'reig-n  grace. 

4  "I'll  to  my  gi*acious  King*  approach, 

Whose  scepti'e  pardon  gives, 
Perhaps  he  may  command  a  touch, 
And  then  the  suppliant  lives. 

5  "Perhaps  he  may  admit  my  plea, 

Perhaps  he'll  hear  my  prayer: 
But  if  I  perish,  I  will  pray, 
And  perish  only  there, 

5  *'I  can  but  perish  if  I  go, 
I  am  resolv'd  to  try  ; 
For  if  I  stay  away,  I  know, 
I  must  forever  die." 

HYMN  83.    P.  M.  7s  &  6s. 

1  "f^RO OPING  souls,  no  longer  grievCj 
Heaven  is  propitious— 
If  you  do  in  Christ  believe, 

You  will  find  him  precious ; 
Jesus  now  is  passing  by, 

And  he  calls  you  to  him, 
He  has  died  for  you  and  me, 
O,  then  come  and  view  him. 


Penitential. 


83 


2  From  his  hands,  his  feet,  his  side, 

Flows  the  heaUng"  fountain ; 
See  the  purple  swelling-  tide. 

Boundless  as  the  ocean- 
See  the  living"  waters  move, 

For  the  sick  and  dying" ; 
Now  resolve  to  g-ain  his  love, 

Or  to  perish  trying". 

>  Gospel  grace  is  always  free, 
Drooping"  souls  to  g"ladden ; 
Hence  he  says  "Come  unto  me, 

"Weary,  heavy  laden/' 
^ho'  your  sins  like  mountains  rise, 
(      Rise  and  reach  to  heaven, 
Yet,  if  you  on  him  believe, 
All  shall  be  forg-iven. 

^  Now,  methinks,  I  hear  one  say, 

I  will  g'o  and  prove  him ; 
If  he  takes  my  sins  away, 

Surely  I  will  love  him. 
Come,  my  Saviour,  come  and  smile, 

Smiling  moves  my  burden ; 
I  am  guilty,  poor  and  vile, 

Yet  thou  canst  me  pardon, 

f  Streams  of  mercy,  how  they  flow  ! 
Surely  now  I  feel  it : 
Half  has  never  yet  been  told—* 
O  could  I  reveal  it ! 


84 


PENITENTIAL. 


Jesus'  blood  has  lieaPd  my  wound, 

O,  the  wondrous  story ! 
I  was  lost,  but  now  a'm  found. 

Glory,  glory,  glory ! 

6  If  no  greater  joys  were  known 

In  the  starry  region, 
I  would  try  to  travel  on, 

In  this  pure  religion. 
Heaven's  here,  and  heaven's  there, 

Glory  here  and  yonder ! 
Brightest  angels  join  with  me, 

To  adore  and  v/onder. 

HYMN  84.    C.  M. 

1  TIl/^Y  drowsy  powers,  why  sleep  ye  so  I 
JLv^  Awake,  my  sluggish  soul ! 
Nothing  hath  half  thy  work  to  do. 

Yet  nothing 's  half  so  dull. 

2  Go  to  the  ants ;  for  one  poor  grain 

See  how  they  toil  and  strive ! 
Yet  we  who  have  a  heaven  to'  obtain. 
How  negligent  we  live ! 

3  We,  for  whose  sake  all  nature  stands. 

And  stars  their  courses  move ; 
We,  for  whose  guard  the  angel  bands 
Come  flying  from  above. 


PENITENTIAL. 


85 


i«  We,  for  whom  God  the  Son  came  down. 
And  labour'd  for  our  g'ood, 
How  careless  to  secure  that  crown 
He  purchas'd  with  his  blood. 

i  Lord,  shall  we  live  so  slug-gish  still. 
And  never  act  our  parts  ? 
Come,  holy  Dove,  from  the^  heavenly  hill, 
And  warm  our  frozen  hearts. 

)  Give  us  with  active  warmth  to  move. 
With  vig'rous  souls  to  rise ; 
With  hands  of  faith  and  wing-s  of  love, 
To  fly  and  take  the  prize. 

HYMN  85.    P.  M.  rs.  &  6s. 

L  /^OME  my  friend,  and  let  us  try, 
^  For  a  little  season. 
Every  burden  to  lay  by ; 
Come  and  let  us  reason. 

I  What  is  this  that  cast  you  down. 
What  is  this  that  grieves  you  ? 
Speak,  and  let  the  worst  be  known^ 
Speaking"  may  relieve  you. 

3  Christ  at  times  by  faith  I  view. 
And  it  doth  relieve  me ; 
But  my  doubts  return  anew. 
They  are  those  that  grieve  me, 
F 


86 


PENITENTIAL* 


4  Troubled  like  the  restless  sea. 

Feeble,  faint  and  fearful, 
Plag-u^d  with  ev'ry  sore  disease, 
How  can  I  be  cheerful? 

5  Think  on  what  your  Saviour  bore 

In  the  gloomy  g-arden; 
Sweating"  blood  at  ev'ry  pore, 
To  procure  thy  pardon. 

€  View  him  nailed  to  the  tree, 
Bledding",  groaning,  dying; 
See  he  suffer'd  this  for  thee, 
Therefore  be  believing. 

7  Brethren,  don't  you  feel  the  flame? 
Sisters,  don't  you  love  him? 
Let  us  join  to  praise  his  name. 
Let  us  never  grieve  him. 

J8  Soon  we'll  meet  to  part  no  more, 
Soon  we'll  meet  in  heaven ; 
There  we'll  join  the  saints  above. 
And  forever  praise  him. 

HYMN  86.    L.  M. 

1  "l^ITH  aching  heart  and  weeping  eyes, 
My  guilty  soul  for  mercy  cries, 
What  shall  I  do,  or  whither  flee, 
T'  escape  the  vengeance  due  to  me  ? 


PENITENTIAL* 


J  Till  HOW  I  saw  no  danger  nig-li^ 
I  liv^d  at  ease,  nor  feared  to  die ; 
Wrapt  up  in  self-deceit  and  pride, 
«*I  shall  have  peace  at  last,"  I  cried, 

i  But  when,  g-reat  Ood !  thy  light  divine 
Had  shone  on  this  dark  soul  of  mine. 
Then  I  beheld  with  trembling"  awe. 
The  terrors  of  thy  holy  law. 

t  How  dreadful  now  my  guilt  appears, 
In  childhood,  youth  and  growing  years  : 
Before  thy  pure  discerning  eye. 
Lord,  what  a  filthy  wretch  am  I ! 

5  Should  vengeance  still  my  soul  pursue, 
'    Death  and  destruction  are  my  due ; 
Yet  mercy  can  my  guilt  forgive. 
And  bid  a  dying  sinner  live. 

5  Does  not  thy  sacred  word  proclaim*, 
Salvation  free  in  Jesus'  name  ? 
To  him  I  look  and  anxious  cry, 
<*0  save  a  wretch  condemn'd  to  die 

HYMN  sr.    L.  M. 

js^l  ^HOW  pity,  Lord,  O  Lord  forgive  ! 
^  Let  a  repenting  rebel  live; 
Are  not  thy  mercies  large  and  free  t 
May  not  a  sinner  trust  in  thee  ? 


88 


PENITENTIAL. 


2  My  crimes  are  great,  but  can^t  surpass 
The  pow'r  and  g*lory  of  thy  grace ; 
Great  God,  thy  nature  hath  no  bound,  ■ 
So  let  thy  pard'ning-  love  be  found. 

3  G  wash  my  soul  from  every  sin. 

And  make  my  g'uilty  conscience  clean  j 
Here  on  my  heart  the  burden  lies. 
And  past  offences  pain  mine  eyes. 

4  My  lips  with  shame  my  sins  confess. 
Against  thy  laws,  ag"ainst  thy  g-race ; 
Lord,  should  thy  judg-ment  grow  severe, 
I  am  condemned,  but  thou  art  clear. 

5  Yet  save  a  trembling-  sinner.  Lord, 
Whose  hope  still  hovering*  round  thy  word. 
Would  lig-ht  on  some  sweet  promise  there. 
Some  sure  support  ag-ainst  despair. 

HYMN  as.    C.  M. 

1  f  N  evil  long  I  took  delig-ht, 

Unaw'd  by  shame  or  fear ; 
Till  a  new  object  struck  my  sig-ht^ 
And  stopt  my  wild  career. 

2  I  saw  one  hanging*  on  a  tree. 

In  agonies  and  blood, 
Who  fix'd  his  langiud  eyes  on  me,. 
As  near  his  cross  I  stood. 


PENITENTIAL. 


89 


Sure  never  to  my  latest  breath, 

Can  I  forget  that  look ; 
It  seem'd  to  charg-e  me  with  his  death, 

Tho'  not  a  word  he  spoke. 

My  conscience  felt  and  own'd  the  guilt. 
And  plung'd  me  in  despair: 

I  saw  my  sins  his  blood  had  spilt, 
And  help'd  to  nail  him  there, 

A  second  look  he  gave ;  which  said 

"I  freely  all  forgive  ; 
"This  blood  is  for  thy  ransom  paid  : 

"I  die  that  thou  may'st  live." 

With  pleasing  grief  and  mournful  joy, 

My  spirit  now  is  filPd ; 
That  I  should  such  sl  life  destroy, 

Yet  live  by  him  I  kilPd 

HYMN  89.    L.  M. 

LORD,  at  thy  feet  I  prostrate  fall, 
Opprest  with  fears,  to  thee  I  call, 
Reveal  thy  pard'ning  love  to  me, 
And  set  my  captive  spirit  free. 

Hast  thou  not  said,  "Seek  ye  my  face?^^ 
The  invitation  I  embrace  ; 
I'll  seek  thy  face,  thy  Spirit  give ! 
O  !  let  me  see  thy  face  and  live. 


^0 


PENITENTIAL. 


3  I'll  seek  thy  face  with  cries  and  tears^ 
With  secret  sighs  and  fervant  prayers 
And  if  not  heard  1^11  waiting"  sit, 

And  perish  at  my  Saviour's  feet. 

4  But  canst  thou,  Lord,  behold  my  pain^  ' 
And  bid  me  seek  thy  fiice  in  vain  ! 
Thou  wilt  not,  canst  not  me  deceive, 
The  soiU  that  seeks  thy  face  shall  live.. 

HYMN  90.  CM. 

1  ¥| EHOLD  the  wretch  wdiose  lust  wdn 
-fi-^  Had  wasted  his  estate. 

He  beg-s  a  share  among"  the  swine,. 
To  taste  the  husks  they  eat ! 

2  "I  die  with  hung-er  here,  (he  cries,)-; 

I  starve  in  foreign  lands. 
My  father's  house  has  larg'e  supplies,, 
And  bounteous  ai'e  his  hands. 

3  "I'll"  go,  and  with  a  mournful  tonguCj, 

Fall  do v/n  before  his  face, 
Father,  I've  done  thy  justice  wa'ong 
Nor  can  deserve  thy  g-race." 

4  He  said,  and  hasten'd  to  his  home 

To  seek  his  father's  love ; 
The  fatheli'  saw  the  rebel  come,, 
And  all;  liis  bow:els  move. 


PENITENTIAL. 


91 


He  ran,  and  fell  upon  his  neck, 

Embraced  and  kiss'd  his  son ; 
The  rebePs  heart  with  sorrow  brake 

For  follies  he  had  done. 

"Take  off  his  clothes  of  shame  and  sin, 
(The  father  gives  command,) 

Dress  him  in  garments  wliite  and  clean. 
With  rings  adorn  his  hand. 

"A  day  of  feasting  I  ordain. 

Let  mirth  and  joy  abound: 
My  son  was  dead,  and  lives  again,. 

Was  lost,  and  now  is  found,^' 

HYMN  91.  CM. 

AFFLICTIONS,  tho'  they  seem  severe,, 
In  mercy  oft  are  sent, 
They  stopped  the  prodigal's  career,. 
And  caus'd  him  to  repent. 

I  Although  he  no  relentings  felt. 
Till  he  had  spent  his  store. 
His  stubborn  heart  began  to  melt,. 
When  famine  pinch'd  him  sore. 

>  "AVhat  have  I  gain'd  by  sin,"  he  said, 
"But  hunger,  shame  and  fear  ? 
My  father's  house  abounds  with  bread. 
While  I  am  starviijg  here" 


92 


PENITENTIAL. 


4  «ril  go  and  tell  him  all  I've  done. 

Fall  down  before  his  face  : 
Unworthy  to  be  calPd  his  son, 
I'll  seek  a  servant's  place." 

5  His  father  saw  him  coming"  back. 

He  saw  and  ran  and  smil'd ; 
Then  threw  his  arms  around  the  neck 
Of  liis  rebeUious  child. 

6  "Father,  I've  sinn'd,  but  O  !  forgive" — 

"Enough,"  the  father  said, 
"Rejoice,  my  house,  my  son's  alive. 
For  whom  I  mourn'd  as  dead." 

7  "Now  let  the  fatted  calf  be  slain. 

Go  spread  the  news  around. 
My  son  was  dead  but  hves  again, 
Was  lost,  but  now  is  found." 

8  'Tis  thus  the  Lord  his  love  reveals. 

To  call  poor  sinners  home ; 
More  than  a  father's  love  he  feels. 
And  welcomes  all  that  come. 

HYMN  92.    C.  M. 

1  rpERRIBLE  thought!  shall  I  alone, 
A   Who  may  be  saved,  shall  I, 
Of  all,  alas !  whom  I  have  known. 
Through  sin  for  ever  die  ? 


PENITENTIAL. 


2  While  all  my  old  companions  dear, 
With  whom  I  once  did  live, 
Joyful  at  God's  right  hand  appear, 
A  blessing"  to  receive. 

I  Shall  I,  amidst  a  g-hastly  band, 
Drag-g'd  to  the  judgement  seat. 
Far  on  the  left  with  horror  stand. 
My  fearful  doom  to  meet  ? 

t  Ah !  no ; — I  still  may  turn  and  live. 
For  still  his  wrath  delays ; 
He  now  vouchsafes  a  kind  reprieve, 
And  offers  me  liis  grace. 

>  I  will  accept  his  offers  now. 
From  every  sin  depart; 
Perform  my  oft  repeated  vow. 
And  render  him  my  heart. 

5  I  will  improve  what  I  receive. 

The  grace  throug-h  Jesus  g-iven ; 
Sure,  if  with  God  on  earth  I  live, 
To  live  with  God  in  heaven. 


94 


eOXVERSIOX  AND 


CONVERSION  AND  JUSTIFICA- 
TION BY  FAITH. 

HYMN  93.    S.  M. 
Fwst  Pari, 

1  "EJ'OW  can  a  sinner  know 

His  sins  on  earth  forgiven  ? 
How  can  my  g-racioiis  Saviour  show 
My  name  inscrib'd  in  heaven  ? 

2  What  we  have  feit  and  seen, 

With  confidence  we  tell"; 
And  publish  to  the  sons  of  men> 
The  sig-ns  infallible. 

3  We  who  in  Christ  believe 

That  he  for  us  hath  died, 
We  all  liis  unknown  peace  receive,, 
And  feel  his  blood  apply'd. 

4  Exults  our  rising'  soul, 

Bisburthen'd  of  her  load. 
And  swells  unutterably  full 
Of  g'lory  and  of  God. 

5  His  love  surpassing  far 

The  love  of  all  beneath. 
We  find  within  our  hearts,  and  dare 
The  pomtless  darts  of  deaths 


JUSTIFICATION  BY  FAITH..  95', 


5  Strong*er  than  death  or  hell 

The  sacred  power  we  prove  ;. 
And  conquerors  of  the  world,  we  dweU 
In  heaven,  who  dwell  m  love.. 

HYMN  94.  S.M. 

Second  Part. 

1  Xl/^E  by  his  Sph-it  prove, 

*  ^    And  know  the  thmg-s  of  God^,, 
The  thmgs  which  freely  of  his  love 
He  hath  an  us  bestowM. 

2  His  Spirit  to  us  he  gave. 

And  dwells  in  us  we  know.; 
The  witness  in  ourselves  we  have,. 
And  all  its  fruits  we  show. 

3  The  meek  and  lowly  heart 

That  iai  our  Saviour  was, 
To  us  his  Spirit  does  impart, 
And  signs  us  with  his  cross. 

4  Our  nature 's  turn'd,  our  mind 

Transform'd  in  all  its  powers : 
And  both  the  witnesses  are  join'd,.. 
The  Spirit  of  God  with  ours. 

5  Whatever  our  pardoning  Lord 

Commands,  we  gladly  do ; 
And  guided  by  his  sacred  word^, 
We  all  his  steps  pursue. 


96 


CONVERSION  AND 


6  His  g-lory  our  desig-n. 

We  live  our  God  to  please ; 
And  rise  with  filial  fear  divine. 
To  perfect  holiness. 

HYMN  95.    4  6s  &  2  8s. 

1  A  RISE,  my  soul,  arise, 

Shake  off  thy  guilty  fears, 

The  bleeding"  Sacrifice 

In  my  behalf  appears; 
Before  the  throne  my  Surety  stands. 
My  name  is  written  on  his  hands. 

2  He  ever  lives  above. 
For  me  to  intercede ; 
His  all-redeeming"  love, 

His  precious  blood  to  plead ; 
His  blood  aton'd  for  all  our  race. 
And  sprinkles  now  the  throne  of  g-race. 
S  Five  bleeding"  wounds  he  bears, 
Receiv'd  on  Calvary: 
They  pour  effectual  prayers. 
They  strong-ly  speak  for  me : 
Forg'ive  him,  O  forg"ive,  they  cry, 
Nor  let  that  ransom' d  sinner  die ! 

4  The  father  hears  him  pray. 
His  dear  anointed  One  : 
He  cannot  turn  away 
The  presence  of  his  Son: 


JUSTIFICATION  BY  FAITH. 

His  spirit  answers  to  the  bloody 
And  tells  me  I  am  born  of  God. 

5  My  God  is  reconcil'd. 
His  pard'ning"  voice  I  hear : 
He  owns  me  for  his  child, 
I  can  no  long-er  fear ; 

With  confidence  I  now  draw  nig-h,. 

And  Father,  Abba,  Father,  cry. 


HYMN  96.    G.  M. 

1  jr  ASK  the  gift  of  righteousnesSj^ 
-S-   The  sin-subduing  power 
Power  to  believe,  and  go  in  peace. 

And  never  grieve  thee  more. 

2  I  ask  the  blood-bought  pardon  seaPd, 

The  liberty  from  shi; 
The  grace  infus'd,  the  love  reveaPd, 
The  kingdom  fixt  within. 

3  Thou  hear'st  me  for  salvation  pray  ; 

Thou  seest  my  heart's  desire ; 
Make  ready  in  thy  powerful  day. 
Thy  fulness  I  require. 

My  vehement  soul  cries  out,  opprest,^^ 

Impatient  to  be  freed! 
Nor  can  I,  Lord,  nor  will  I  rest. 

Till  I  am  sav'd  indeed. 


98 


CONVERSION  AND 


5  Art  thou  not  able  to  convert  ? 

Art  thou  not  wiUing"  too  ? 
To  chang*e  this  old  rebellious  hearty 
To  conquer  and  renew  ? 

6  Thou  canst,  thou  wilt,  I  dare  believe. 

So  arm  me  with  thy  power, 
That  I  to  sin  may  never  cleave. 
May  never  feel  it  more. 

HYMN  97.    C.  M. 

1  npHE  Saviour !  oh,  what  endless  chaMs, 
Dwell  in  the  blissful  sound ! 
Its  influence  every  fear  disarms. 
And  spreads  sweet  peace  around. 

'2  Here  pardon,  life,  and  joys  divine. 
In  rich  effusions  flow, 
For  guilty  rebels,  lost  in  sin, 
And  doom'd  to  endless  woe. 

3  Oh,  the  rich  depths  of  love  divme^ 

Of  bliss,  a  boundless  store; 
Dear  Saviour,  let  me  call  thee  mine-^ 
I  cannot  wish  for  more. 

4  On  thee  alone  my  hope  relies, 

Beneath  thy  cross  I  fall; 
My  Lord,  my  life,  my  sacrifice, 
My  Saviour  and  my  all. 


JUSTIFICATION  BY  FAITH.  99 


HYMN  98.  CM. 

1  I^REAT  God!  to  me  the  sight  afford. 

To  him  of  old  allow'd ; 
And  let  my  faith  behold  its  Lord> 
Descending"  in  a  cloud! 

2  In  that  revealing*  Spirit  come  down, 

Thine  attributes  proclaim, 
And  to  my  inmost  soul  make  known 
The  g"lories  of  thy  name. 

3  Jehovah,  Christ,  I  thee  adore, 

Who  gav'st  my  soul  to  be ! 
Fountain  of  being",  and  of  power, 
And  g*reat  in  majesty. 

4  The  Lord,  the  mighty  God  thou  art, 

But  let  me  ra^er  prove. 
That  name  inspoken  to  my  heart, 
That  favourite  name  of  Love. 

5  Merciful  God,  thyself  proclaim 

In  this  polluted  breast  ; 
Mercy  is  thy  distinguish' d  name^ 
And  suits  the  sinner  best. 

6  Our  misery  doth  for  pity  call. 

Our  sin  implores  thy  grace ; 
And  thou  art  merciful  to  all 
Qur  lost,  apostate  race^ 


100  CONVERSION  AND 


HYMN  99.    C.  M, 

1  IJOW  sad  our  state  by  nature  is, 
-"--^  Our  sin  how  deep  it  stains ! 
And  Satan  binds  our  captive  souls 

Fast  in  his  captive  chains. 

2  But  there's  a  voice  of  sov'reig-n  grace. 

Sounds  from  the  sacred  word ; 
Ho  !  ye  despairing-  sinners  come, 
And  trust  a  faithful  Lord. 

3  My  soul  obeys  the  gracious  call. 

And  runs  to  his  relief ; 
I  would  believe  thy  promise.  Lord! 
O  help  my  unbelief  I 

4  To  the  blest  fountain  of  thy  blood. 

Incarnate  God,  I  fly ; 
Here  let  me  wash  my  spotted  soul 
From  crimes  of  deepest  dye. 

5  A  guilty,  week  and  helpless  worm. 

Into  thy  arms  I  fall. 
Be  thou  my  strength  and  righteousness^ 
My  Jesus  and  my  all. 

HYMN  100.    L.  M. 

1   A  UTHOR  of  faith,  eternal  Word, 

¥/hose  Spirit  breathes  the  active  flame. 
Faith,  like  its  finisher  and  Lord, 
To-day  as  yesterday  the  same : 


JUSTIFICATION  BY  FAITH.  101 


2  To  thee  our  humble  hearts  aspire, 
And  asJc  the  gift  unspeakable ; 
Increase  in  us  the  kindled  fire, 

In  us  the  work  of  faith  fulfil. 

3  By  faith  we  know  thee  strong"  to  save, 
(Save  us,  a  present  Saviour  thou!) 
Whate'er  we  hope,  by  faith  we  have ; 
Future  and  past  subsisting  now. 

4  To  him  that  in  thy  name  believes. 
Eternal  life  with  thee  is  given, 
Into  himself  he  all  receives, 
Pardon,  and  holiness,  and  heaven.  - 

5  The  things  unknown  to  feeble  sense, 
Unseen  by  reason's  glimmering  ray, 
With  strong  commanding  evidence. 
Their  heavenly  origin  display. 

6  Faith  lends  its  rea-lizing  light. 

The  clouds  disperse,  the  shadows  fly, 
The  invisible  appears  in  sight, 
And  God  is  seen  by  mortal  eye. 

HYMN  101.    L.  M. 

1  IVTOT  by  law  of  innocence 

Can  Adam's  sons  arrive  at  heaven; 
New  works  can  give  us  no  pretence 
To  have  our  ancient  sins  forgiven  i 
G 


10^ 


CONVERSION  AND 


2  Not  the  best  deeds  that  v/e  have  done 
Can  make  a  wounded  conscience  whole! 
Faith  is  the  grace, — and  faith  alone, 
That  flies  to  Christ,  and  saves  the  soul; 

3  Lord,  I  believe  thy  heavenly  word ! 
Fain  would  I  have  my  soul  renew'd  : 
I  mourn  for  sin,  and  trust  the  Lord 
To  have  it  pardon'd  and  subdu'd. 

4  O  may  thy  grace  its  power  display ! 
JLet  g-uilt  and  death  no  longer  reign ; 
Save  me  in  thine  appointed  v/ay, 
Nor  let  my  humble  faith  be  vain ! 

HYMN  102.  CM. 

1  "OAITH  adds  new  charms  to  earthly  bliss^ 
^    And  saves  me  from  its  snares ; 

Its  aid  in  ev'ry  duty  brings, 
And  softens  all  my  cares. 

2  Extinguishes  the  thirst  of  sin, 

And  lights  the  sacred  fire 
Of  love  to  God  and  heav'nly  things. 
And  feeds  the  pure  desire. 

3  The  wounded  conscience  knows  its  pow^r, 

The  healing  balm  to  give; 
That  balm  the  saddest  heart  can  cheer, 
And  make  the  dying  lire. 


JUSTI^-ICATION  BY  FAITH.  103 

4  Wide  it  unveils  celestial  worlds, 
Where  deathless  pleasures  reign, 
And  bids  me  seek  my  portion  there, 
Nor  bids  me  seek  in  vain. 

HYMN  103.    P.  M.  rs  &  6s. 

1  liyOW  lost  was  my  condition, 

Till  Jesus  made  me  whole ! 
There  is  but  one  Physician, 

Can  cure  a  sin-sick  soul! 
The  worst  of  all  diseases. 

Is  ligiit  compar'd  with  sin. 
On  ev'ry  part  it  seizes. 

But  rag-es  most  within. 

2  From  men  great  skill  professing', 

I  thoug"ht  a  cure  to  g-ain ; 
But  this  prov'd  more  distressing-. 

And  added  to  my  pain — • 
Some  said  that  nothing*  ail'd  me, 

Some  g-ave  me  up  for  lost; 
Thus  every  refug-e  faiFd  me, 

And  all  my  hopes  were  crossed. 

3  At  length  this  great  Physician — 

How  matchless  is  his  grace  ! 
Accepted  my  petition, 

And  undertook  my  case — 
Next  door  to  death  he  found  me, 

And  snatch'd  me  from  the  grave, 


104 


CONVERSION  &C. 


To  tell  to  all  around  me, 
His  wondrous  pow'r  to  save. 

4  A  dying,  risen  Jesus, 

Seen  by  the  eye  of  faith. 
At  once  from  danger  frees  us. 

And  saves  the  soul  from  death. 
Come  then  to  this  Physician, 

His  help  he'll  freely  give. 
He  makes  no  hard  condition, 

'Tis  only — ^look — and  live. 

HYMN  104.    C.  M. 

1  m/i'IST  AKEN  souls,  that  dream  of  heav'] 
ITJ.  And  make  their  empty  boast. 

Of  inward  joys  and  sins  forgiv'n 
While  they  are  slaves  to  lust. 

2  Vain  are  our  fancy's  airy  flights. 

If  faith  be  cold  and  dead: 
None  but  a  living  power  unites. 
To  Christ  the  living  head. 

3  ^Tis  faith  that  changes  all  the  heart; 

'Tis  faith  that  works  by  love ; 
That  bids  all  sinful  joys  depart, 
And  lifts  the  thoughts  above. 

4  'Tis  faith  that  conquers  earth  and  hell 

By  a  celestial  pow'r ; 
This  is  the  grace  that  shall  prevail 
In  the  decisive  hoiu', 


105 


REGENERATION  &  ADOPTION. 

HYMN  105.    C.  M. 

1  ^JINNERS  !  this  solemn  truth  reg'ard ! 

Hear  all  ye  sons  of  men ; 
For  Christ,  the  Saviour,  hath  declar'd 
"Ye  must  be  born  ag'ain." 

2  Whate'er  mig-ht  be  your  birth  or  blood, 

The  sinner's  boast  is  vain: 
Thus  saith  the  glorious  son  of  God, 
"Ye  must  be  born  ag-ain." 

3  Our  nature's  totally  deprav'd, 

The  heart  a  sink  of  sin ; 
Without  a  chang-e  we  can't  be  sav'd, 
"Ye  must  be  born  ag*ain." 

4  That  which  is  born  of  flesh  is  flesh, 

And  flesh  it  will  remain ; 
Then  marvel  not  that  Jesus  saith, 
"Ye  must  be  born  ag-ain." 

5  Spirit  of  life  I  thy  grace  impart. 

And  breathe  on  sinners  slain : 
Bear  witness.  Lord,  with  ev'ry  heart, 
That  we  are  born  again. 

6  Dear  Saviour  let  us  now  begin. 

To  trust  and  love  thy  word ; 


106 


REGENERATION 


And  by  forsaking  ev'ry  sin, 
Prove  we  are  born  to  God. 

HYMN  106.  P.  M.  8,  8,  6,  8,  8,  6. 
i    A  WAK^D  by  Sinai's  awful  sound, 


My  soul  in  guilt  and  thrall  I  found,, 
Expos'd  to  endless  woe ; 
Eternal  truth  did  loud  proclaim. 
The  sinner  must  be  born  again. 
Or  else  to  ruin  go. 

2  Amaz'd  I  stood,  but  could  not  tell. 
Which  way  to  shun  the  gates  of  hell ; 

For  death  and  hell  drew  near. 
I  strove  indeed,  but  strove  in  vain — 
The  sinner  must  be  born  again, 

Still  sounded  in  mine  ear. 

3  When  to  the  law  I  trembling  fled. 
It  pour'd  its  curses  on  my  head; 

I  no  relief  could  find. 
This  fearful  truth  increased  my  pain. 
The  sinner  must  be  born  again, 

O'erwhelm'd  my  tortur'd  mind. 

4  Again  did  Sinai's  thunders  roll. 
And  guilt  lay  heavy  on  my  soul, 

A  vast  oppressive  load : 
Alas  1  I  read  and  saw  it  plain, 
The  sinner  must  be  born  again, 

Or  feel  tlie  wratli  of  God, 


AND  ADOPTION. 


107 


5  The  saints  I  heard  with  rapture  tell, 
How  Jesus  conquer'd  death  and  hell. 

And  broke  the  fowler's  snare  : 
Yet  when  I  found  this  truth  remain  j 
The  sinner  must  be  born  ag'ain, 

I  sunk  m  deep  despair. 

6  But  while  I  thus  m  ang'uish  lay, 
Jesus  of  Naz'reth  pass'd  this  way, 

I  felt  his  pity  move : 
The  sinner  by  his  justice  slain 
Now  by  his  g-race  is  born  again, 

And  sings  redeeming*  love. 

7  To  heaven  the  joyful  tidings  flew. 
The  angels  tun'd  their  harps  anew, 

And  loftier  notes  did  raise ; 
All  hail  the  Lamb  that  once  was  slain, 
Unnumbered  millions  born  again. 

Will  shout  thy  endless  praise, 

HYItIN  107.    L.  M. 

1  >4  SSIST  my  soul,  my  heav'nly  King, 

Thine  everlasting  love  to  sing- : 
And  joyful  spread  thy  praise  abroad. 
As  one  through  grace  that^s  born  of  God, 

2  No,  it  w  as  not  the  will  of  man. 

My  souPs  new  heavenly  birth  began. 
Nor  will,  nor  power  of  flesh  and  blood. 
That  turn'd  my  heart  from  sin  to  God, 


108 


REGENEUATION 


3  Herein  let  self  be  all  abased, 

And  heav'nly  love  alone  confess'd;  ( 
This  be  my  song"  throug-ii  all  the  road,  X 
That  born  I  am,  and  born  of  God. 

4  O  may  this  love  my  soul  constrain, 
To  make  returns  of  love  again  j 
That  I,  while  earth  is  my  abode, 
May  live  like  one  that^s  born  of  God. 

5  And  when  th'  appointed  hour  shall  come, 
And  thou  wilt  call  me  to  my  home. 
Joyful  I'll  pass  the  chilling-  flood. 

And  sing"  and  say,  I'm  born  of  God. 

HYMN  108.    6  lines  8s. 

1  #^0ME,  Holy  Ghost,  my  soul  inspire, 
^  Bear  witness  that  I'm  born  again; 
Come,  and  baptize  me,  Lord,  with  fire, 

Nor  let  a  cloud  or  doubt  remain ; 
Give  me  the  sense  of  sins  forgiv'n. 
Sweet  foretaste  of  approaching  heav'n. 

2  Oh !  give  me  now  a  gracious  seal. 

That  ascertains  the  kingdom  mine : 
True  holiness  I  long  to  feel, 

The  signature  of  love  divine ; 
O  shed  it  in  my  heart  abroad. 
Fulness  of  love,  of  heav'n,  of  God ! 


AND  ADOPTION. 


109 


HYMN  109.    C.  M. 


1    A  TTEND,  while  God's  exalted  Son 


"Behold,  I  sit  upon  my  throne, 
"Creating*  all  thing's  new. 

2  ^^ature  and  sin  are  pass'd  away, 

"And  the  old  Adam  dies ; 
"My  hands  a  new  foundation  lay ; 
"See  the  new  world  arise ! 

3  "I'll  be  a  sun  of  Righteousness 

"To  the  new  heavens  I  make; 
"None  but  the  new-born  heirs  of  grace 
"My  glories  shall  partake.'' 

4  Mighty  Redeemer  !  set  me  free 

From  my  old  state  of  sin ; 
O !  make  my  soul  alive  to  thee. 
Create  new  powers  within. 

5  Renew  mine  eyes,  and  form  mine  ears, 

And  mould  my  heart  afresh ; 
Give  me  new  passions,  joys  and  fears, 
And  turn  the  stone  to  flesh. 

6  Far  from  the  regions  of  the  dead, 

frrom  sin,  and  earth,  and  hell. 
In  the  new  world  that  grace  hatli  made, 
I  would  foreyeif  dwell. 


Doth  his  own  glories  show  ; 


110  FULL  REDEMPTION. 


HYAIN  110.    C.  M. 

1  "W/^HEN  God  reveal'd  his  gracious  name 

^  ^    And  chang-'d  my  mournful  state, 
My  rapture  seem'd  a  pleasing-  dream, 
The  grace  appeared  so  gi'eat. 

2  The  world  beheld  the  glorious  change. 

And  did  thy  hand  confess ; 
My  tongue  broke  out  in  unknown  sti'ains, 
And  sung  surprising  grace. 

3  "Great  is  the  work my  neighbours  cried. 

And  own'd  the  pow'r  divine  ; 
"Great  is  the  work,"  my  heart  replied, 
"And  be  the  giory  thine." 

4  The  Lord  can  clear  the  darkest  skies. 

Can  give  us  day  for  night; 
Make  di'ops  of  sacred  sorrow  rise 
To  rivers  of  delight. 


FULL  REDEMPTION. 

HYMN  111.    4  lities  7s. 

1   TESUS  comes  with  all  his  grace, 
^  Comes  to  save  a  fallen  race; 
Object  of  our  glorious  hope, 
Jesus  comes  to  lift  us  up  ! 


FULL  REDEMPTION. 


2  Let  the  living  stones  cry  out ; 
Let  the  sons  of  Abraham  shout : 
Praise  we  ail  our  lowly  King ; 
Give  him  thanks ;  rejoice  and  sing. 

3  He  hath  our  salvation  wrought ; 
He  our  captive  souls  hath  bought: 
He  hath  reconciPd  to  God : 

He  hath  wash'd  us  in  his  blood. 

4  We  are  now  his  lawful  right  j 
Walk  as  children  of  the  light : 
We  shall  soon  obtain  the  grace. 
Pure  in  heart  to  see  his  facel 

5  W e  shall  gain  our  calling's  prize ; 
After  God  we  all  shall  rise, 

FilPd  with  joy,  and  love,  and  peace^ 
Perfected  in  holiness. 

6  Let  us  then  rejoice  in  hope. 
Steadily  to  Christ  look  up  ; 
Trust  to  be  redeem'd  from  sin. 
Wait,  till  he  appear  within. 

7  Fools  and  madmen  let  us  be. 
Yet  is  our  sure  trust  in  thee: 
Faithfiil  is  the  promis'd  word. 
We  shall  all  be  as  our  Lord. 

8  Hasten,  Lord,  the  perfect  day  : 
Let  thy  every  servant  say, 


112 


FULL  REDEMPTION. 


"I  have  now  obtain'd  the  power, 
Born  of  God  to  sin  no  more." 

HYMN  112.    L.  M. 

1  ^OME,  Saviour,  Jesus,  from  above, 
^  Assist  me  with  thy  heavenly  grace  ; 
Empty  my  heart  of  earthly  love, 

And  for  thyself  prepare  the  place. 

2  O  let  thy  sacred  presence  fill. 

And  set  my  longing"  spirit  free ; 
Wliich  pants  to  have  no  other  will. 

But  night  and  day  to  feast  on  thee. 
S  While  in  this  region  here  below. 

No  other  good  will  I  pursue : 
I'll  bid  tliis  world  of  noise  and  show, 

With  all  its  glitt'ring  snares,  adieu. 

4  That  path  with  humble  speed  1^11  seek, 

In  which  my  Saviour's  footsteps  shine, 
Nor  will  I  hear,  nor  will  I  speak. 
Of  any  other  love  but  thine. 

5  Henceforth  may  no  profane  delight 

Divide  this  consecrated  soul ;  ,^ 
Possess  it  thou,  who  hast  the  right. 
As  Lord  and  Master  of  the  whole. 

6  Nothing  on  earth  do  I  desire, 

But  thy  pure  love  within  my  breast; 
^    This,  only  tliis,  will  I  require. 

And  freely  give  up  all  the  reat. 


FULL  REDEMPTION. 

HYMN  113.    S.  M. 

I  npHE  thing  my  God  doth  hate. 
That  I  no  more  may  do, 
Thy  creature,  Lord,  again  create. 
And  all  my  soul  renew. 

3  My  soul  shall  then,  like  thine. 
Abhor  the  thing  unclean. 
And  sanctify'd  by  love  divine. 
For  ever  cease  from  sin, 

I  That  blessed  law  of  thine, 
Jesus,  to  me  impart ; 
The  Spirit's  law  of  life  divine, 
O  write  it  in  my  heart ! 

I;  Implant  it  deep  within, 

Whence  it  may  ne'er  remove. 
The  law  of  liberty  from  sin, 
The  perfect  law  of  love. 

»  Thy  nature  be  my  law. 
Thy  spotless  sanctity ; 
And  sweetly  every  moment  draw 
My  happy  Soul  to  tliee. 

)  Soul  of  my  soul  remain ! 
Who  didst  for  all  fulfil. 
In  me,  O  Lord,  fulfil  again. 
Thy  heavenly  Father's  will. 


1*14  FULL  REDEMPTION. 


HYMN  114.    C.  M. 

1  1^  FOR  a  heart  to  praise  my  God, 

A  heart  from  sin  set  free ! 
A  heart  that  always  feels  thy  blood, 
So  freely  spilt  for  me  1 

2  A  heart  resigii'd,  submissive,  meek. 

My  gi'eat  Redeemer's  throne ; 
Where  only  Christ  is  heard  to  speak, 
Where  Jesus  reig-ns  alone. 

3  O  for  a  lowly  contrite  heart. 

Believing",  true  and  clean  ! 
Which  neither  life  nor  death  can  part 
From  him  that  dwells  within. 

4  A  heart  in  every  thoug-ht  renewed. 

And  full  of  love  divine  ! 
Perfect  and  rig-ht,  and  pure  and  g'ood, 
A  copy.  Lord,  of  thine  ! 

5  Thy  nature,  g-racious  Lord,  impart. 

Come  quickly  from  above! 
Write  thy  nevv'  name  upon  my  heart. 
Thy  new,  best  name  of  love  ! 

HYMN  115.    C.  M. 

1  "iT^OR  ever  here  my  rest  shall  be. 
Close  to  thy  bleeding"  side ; 
This  all  my  hope,  and  all  my  plea, 
For  mc  the  Saviour  died. 


FULL  REJDEMPl'iON  115 

tj^  My  dying-  Scaviour,  and  my  God, 
Fountain  for  g-uilt  and  sin, 
Sprinkle  me  ever  with  thy  blood, 
And  cleanse  and  keep  me  clean. 

ii|3  Wash  me,  and  make  me  thus  thine  own; 
Wash  me,  and  mine  thou  art : 
Wash  me,  but  not  my  feet  alone. 
My  hands,  my  head,  my  heart. 

i  The'  atonement  of  thy  blood  apply, 
Till  faith  to  sight  improve  ; 
Till  hope  in  full  fruition  die. 
And  all  my  soul  be  love. 

HYMN  116.    C.  M. 

JESUS,  my  life,  thyself  apply, 
Thy  Holy  Spirit  breathe : 
I  My  vile  affections  crucify, 
Conform  me  to  thy  death. 

:  Conqueror  of  hell,  and  earth,  and  sin. 
Still  with  the  rebel  strive  : 
I ;  Enter  Viy  soul  and  work  vv^ithin. 
And  kill  and  make  alive. 

More  of  thy  life,  and  more  T  have, 

As  the  old  Adam  dies  : 
Bury  me.  Saviour,  in  thy  grave, 

That  I  vvnth  thee  may  rise. 


116  FULL  REDEMPTION. 


4  Reig-n  in  me,  Lord ;  thy  foes  control. 

Who  would  not  own  thy  sway ; 
Diffuse  thine  imag-e  through  my  soul, 
Shine  to  the  perfect  day. 

5  Scatter  the  last  remain*  of  sin, 

And  seal  rae  thine  abode ; 
O  ipake  me  glorious  all  within, 
A  temple  built  by  God. 

HYMN  117.    C,  M. 

1  ^I/JY  God,  I  know,  I  feel  thee  mine, 
1? J.  j^jiqI  -^iii  not  quit  iTiy  claim. 
Till  all  I  have  is  lost  in  thine, 

And  all  renew'd  I  am. 

2  I  hold  thee  with  a  trembling"  hand. 

And  will  not  let  thee  go. 
Till  steadfastly  by  faith  I  stand, 
And  all  thy  goodness  know. 

3  Jesus,  thine  all-victorious  love 

Shed  in  my  heart  abroad : 
Then  shall  my  feet  no  long-er  rove, 
Rooted  and  fix'd  in  God. 

4  Refining'  fire,  go  through  my  heart,- 

Illuminate  my  soul  ; 
Scatter  thy  life  through  every  part, 
And  sanctify  the  whole. 


FULL  REDEMPTION.  1 

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5  My  steadfast  soul  from  falling  free, 
Shall  then  no  longer  move ; 
But  Christ  be  all  the  world  to  me. 
And  all  my  heart  be  love. 

HYMN  118.    C.  M. 

1  1'  KNOW  that  my  Redeemer  livesj 
-S.  And  ever  prays  for  me : 

A  token  of  his  love  he  gives, 
A  pledge  of  liberty. 

2  I  find  him  lifting  up  my  head. 

He  brings  salvation  near ; 
His  presence  makes  me  free  indeed. 
And  he  will  soon  appear. 

3  He  wills  that  I  should  holy  be  \ 

What  can  withstand  his^will? 
The  counsel  of  his  grace  in  me 
He  surely  shall  fulfil. 

4  Jesus,  I  hang  upon  thy  word ; 

1  steadfastly  believe 
Thou  wilt  return,  and  claim  me,  Lord^^ 
And  to  thyself  receive. 

5  Joyful  in  hope,  my  spirit  soars 

To  meet  thee  from  above  : 
Thy  goodness  thankfull}/  adores  : 
And  sure  I  taste  thy  lore, 
H 


118  FULL  REDEMPTION. 

6  Thy  love  I  soon  expect  to  find, 

In  all  its  depth  and  height  : 
To  comprehend  the'  Eternal  Mnd, 
And  ^asp  the  Infinite. 

7  When  God  is  mine,  and  I  am  his. 

Of  paradise  possest, 
I  taste  unutterable  bliss. 
And  everlasting"  rest. 

8  The  bliss  of  those  that  fully  dwell. 

Fully  in  thee  believe, 
'Tis  more  than  ang-el  tongues  can  tell 
Or  ang-el  minds  conceive. 

9  Thou  only  know'st  who  didst  obtain. 

And  die  to  make  it  known  : 
The  g-reat  salvation  now  explain. 
And  perfect  us  in  one. 

HYMN  119.    4  Unes7s. 

1  T  OVING  Jesus,  gentle  Lamb, 

In  thy  g-racious  hands  I  am. 
Make  me,  Saviour,  what  thou  art. 
Live  thyself  within  my  heart, 

2  I  shall  then  show  forth  thy  praise. 
Serve  thee  all  my  happy  days, 
Then  the  world  shall  always  see 
Christ  the  holy  child  in  me. 


FULL  R^EMPTION.  119 

HYMN  120.    L.  M. 

a  ¥¥E  wills  that  I  should  holy  be  ; 
-■J-  That  holiness  I  long"  to  feel ; 
That  foil  di\ine  conformity 

To  all  my  Saviour's  righteous  wilL 

2  See,  Lord,  the  travail  of  thy  soul. 

Accomplished  in  the  change  of  mine; 
And  plunge  me,  every  whit  made  whole. 
In  all  the  depths  of  love  divine ! 

S  On  thee,  O  God,  my  soul  is  stay'd, 

And  waits  to  prove  thine  utmost  will  : 
The  promise,  by  thy  mercy  made. 
Thou  canst,  thou  wilt  in  me  fulfiL 

4  No  more  I  stagger  at  thy  power, 

Or  doubt  thy  truth,  which  cannot  moves 
Hasten  the  long-expected  hour. 

And  bless  me  with  thy  perfect  love. 

HYMN  121.   IL.  M. 

1  iCJO  let  our  lips  and  lives  express 
^  The  holy  tiospel  we  profess ; 
So  let  our  works  and  virtues  shine. 
To  prove  the  doctrine  all  divine ! 

2  Thus  shall  we  best  proclaim  abroad 
The  honours  of  our  Saviour  God, 
When  the  salvation  reigns  witliin, 
And  grace  subdues  the  pow'r  of  idii. 


120  FULL  REDEMPTION-. 

3  Our  flesh  and  sense  must  be  deni'd,  5 
Passion,  envy,  lust  and  pride  ; 

Whilst  justice,  temp'rance,  truth,  and  love 
Our  inward  piety  approve,  i 

4  Religion  bears  our  spirit  up,  ^ 
Whilst  we  expect  that  blessed  hope. 

The  bright  appearance  of  the  Lord,  ! 
And  faith  stands  leaning  on  his  word. 

HYIVIN  1^2.    C.  M. 

1  JOYFUL  sound  of  Gospel  grace, 

Christ  shall  in  me  appear  I 
I,  even  T,  shall  see  his  face ; 
I  shall  be  holy  here. 

2  The  glorious  crown  of  righteousnes^s  1 

To  me  reached  out,  I  view'; 
Conqueror  through  him,  I  soon  shall  seize 
And  wear  it  as  my  due. 

3  The  promis'd  land,  from  Pisgah's  top,  3 

I  now  exult  to  see : 
My  hope  is  full  (O  glorious  hope !) 
Of  immortality. 

4  He  visits  now  the  house  of  clay;  5 

He  shakes  his  future  home ; 
O  wouldst  thou.  Lord,  on  this  glad  day,. 
Into  thy  temple  come  1 


FULL  I^lpteMPTION.  121 

5  With  me,  I  know,  I  feel  thou  art ; 

But  tliis  cannot  suffice, 
Unless  thou  plantest  m  my  heart 
A  constant  paradise. 

6  My  earth  thou  water'st  from  on  hig-h, 

iBut  make  it  all  a  pool: 
Spring"  up,  O  Well,  I  ever  cry. 
Spring"  up  within  my  soul] 

7  Come,  O  my  God,  thyself  reveal. 

Fill  all  this  mighty  void : 
Thou,  only  canst  my  spirit  fill : 
Come,  O  my  Ood,  my  God  ! 

HYMN  123.    4  lines  7s, 

1       OD  of  all-redeeming  grace, 

By  thy  pard'ning  love  compell'd, 

1  Up  to  thee  our  souls  we  raise^ 
Up  to  thee  our  bodies  yield  ; 

2  Thou  our  sacrifice  receive. 
Acceptable  through  thy  Son^ 
While  to  thee  alone  we  live, 
While  we  die  to  thee  alone. 

3  Meet  it  is,  and  just,  and  right, 
That  we  should  be  wholly  thine  ; 
In  thy  only  will  delight. 

In  thj  blessed  service  join; 


122  FULL  REI>#^PTION.. 

4  O  that  every  work  and  word 
Mig-ht  proclaim  how  g"ood  thou  art 
"Holiness  unto  the  Lord," 
Still  be  written  on  our  heart ! 

HYMN  124.    C.  M. 

1  T  ET  Him  to  whom  we  now  belong;, 
-■-^  His  sovereign  right  assert ; 
And  take  up  every  thankful  song,. 

And  every  loving  heai't. 

2  He  justly  claims  us  for  his  own. 

Who.  bought  us  with  a  price : 
The  Christian  lives  to  Christ  alone„ 
To  Christ  alone  he  dies. 

3  Jesus,  thine  owii  at  last  receive. 

Fulfil  our  hearts'  desire; 
And  let  us  to  thy  glory  live. 
And  in  thy  cause  expire ! 

4  Our  souls  and  bodies  we  resign  ; 

With  joy  we  render  thee 
Our  all,  no  longer  ours,  but  thine 
To  all  eternity. 


REJOICING  AND  PRAISE. 


HYIMN125.  CM. 

1  /^H  for  a  thousand  tongues  to  sing^ 

My  dear  Redeemer's  praise ! 
The  glories  of  my  God  and  King, 
The  triumphs  of  his  grace ! 

2  My  gracious  Master  and  my  God, 

Assist  me  ta  proclaim. 
To  spread  through  all  the  earth  abroad,. 
The  honours  of  thy  name. 

3  Jesus,  the  name  that  charms  our  fears. 

That  bids  our  sorrows  cease : 
*Tis  music  in  the  sinner's  ears ; 
'Tis  life  and  health  and  peace. 

4  He  breaks  the  pow'r  of  cancelFd  sin. 

He  sets  the  prisoner  free  ;, 
His  blood  can  make  the  foulest  clean ; 
His  blood  avaiPd  for  me. 

5  Had  I  ten  thousand,  thousand  tongues,, 

Not  one  should  silent  be  ; 
Had  I  ten  thousand,  thousand  hearts^ 
I'd  give  them  all  to  thee. 


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HYMN  126.  CM, 

SALVATION  !  O  the  joyful  sound! 
What  pleasure  to  our  ears ! 
A  sovereig-n  balm  for  every  wound, 
A  cordial  for  our  fears. 

CHORUS, 
Glory i  honour,  praise,  and  power , 
Be  unto  the  Larah  for  ever! 
Jesus  Christ  is  our  Redeemer! 
Hallelujah!  praise  the  Lord! 

Salvation !  let  the  echo  fly, 
The  spacious  earth  around. 

While  all  the  armies  of  the  sky, 
Conspire  to  raise  the  sound. 

Glory,  &c. 

Salvation !  O  thou  bleeding  Lamb  ! 

To  thee  the  praise  belong-s : 
Salvation  shall  inspire  our  hearts, 

And  dwell  upon  our  tongues. 

Glory,  &C, 


HYMN  127.    C.  M, 

1  'IjrOW  happy  every  child  of  grace, 
•H  Who  knows  his  sins  forgiven  ! 
This  earth,  he  cries,  is  not  my  place, 
I  seek  my  place  in  heaven : 


AND  PRAISE. 


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2  A  country  far  from  mortal  sig-ht. 

Yet  O  !  by  faith  I  see, 
The  land  of  rest,  the  saints'  delig'ht, 
The  heaven  prepar'd  for  me. 

3  O  what  a  blessed  hope  is  ours ! 

"While  here  on  earth  we  stay,. 
We  more  than  taste  the  heavenly  powers, 
And  antedate  that  day : 

4  We  feel  the  resurrection  near, 

Our  life  in  Christ  concealed. 
And  with  his  glorious  presence  here 
Our  earthen  vessels  filFd. 

5  O  would  he  more  of  heaven  bestow! 

And  let  the  vessels  break ; 
And  let  our  ransom'd  spirits  g-o. 
To  grasp  the  God  we  seek-; 

6  In  rapturous  awe  on  him  to  gaze, 

Who  bought  the  sight  for  me. 
And  shout  and  wonder  at  his  grace 
To  all  eternity. 

HYMN  128.    C.  M, 

1  Ik/fy  Saviour,  my  almighty  Friend, 
IvA  When  I  begin  thy  praise. 
Where  will  the  growing  numbers  end  ? 
The  numbers  of  thy  grace. 


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REJOICING 


2  Thou  art  my  everlasting  trust ; 

Thy  goodness  I  adore : 
Send  down  thy  grace,  O  blessed  Lord, 
That  I  may  love  thee  more. 

3  My  feet  shall  travel  all  the  lengtli 

Of  the  celestial  road : 
And  march  with  courage  in  thy  strength^ 
To  see  the  Lord  my  God. 

4  Awake !  awake  I  my  tuneful  powers, 

AVith  this  dehghtful  song. 
And  entertain  the  darkest  hours. 
Nor  tliink  the  season  long. 

HYMN  129.    P.  M. 

1  rilHE  God  of  Abrah'm  praise. 

Who  reigns  enthroned  above :  ^ 
Ancient  of  everlasting  days> 
And  God  of  love : 
JEHOVAH,  GREAT,  I  AM! 
By  earth  and  heaven  confessed ; 
I  bow  and  bless  the  sacred  Name, 
For  ever  blest. 

2  The  God  of  Abrah'm  praise. 
At  whose  supreme  command, 

From  earth  I  rise — and  seek  the  joys 
At  his  right  hand : 


AND  PRAISE. 


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I  all  on  earth  forsake^ 
Its  wisdom,  fame,  and  power ; 
And  him  my  only  portion  make. 
My  shield  and  tower. 

3  The  God  of  Abraham  praise. 
Whose  all-sufficient  grace 

Shall  guide  me  all  my  happy  days 
In  all  his  ways : 
He  calls  a  worm  his  friend ! 
He  calls  himself  my  God ! 
And  he  shall  save  me  to  the  end 
Through  Jesus*  blood ! 

4  He  by  himself  hath  sworn ; 
I  on  his  oath  depend; 

I  shall  on  eagle's  wings  upborne 
To  heaven  ascend : 
I  shall  behold  his  face, 
I  shall  his  power  adore. 
And  sing  the  wonders  of  his  grace 
For  evermore. 

HYMN  130.    L.  M. 

1  "jpRAISE  ye  the  Lord,  'tis  good  to  raise 
Your  hearts  and  voices  in  his  praise: 
His  nature  and  his  works  invite 
To  make  this  duty  our  delight. 


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REJOICING 


2  He  form'dthe  stars,  those  heavenly  flames 
He  counts  their  numbers,  calls  theh"  names 
His  wisdom 's  vast,  and  knows  no  bound, 
A  deep  where  all  our  thoug-hts  are  di'own'd 

S  Sing"  to  the  Lord;  exalt  him  high. 
Who  spreads  his  clouds  along"  the  sky ; 
There  he  prepares  the  fruitful  rain. 
Nor  lets  the  drops  descend  in  vain. 

4  He  makes  the  grass  the  hills  adorn  : 
He  clothes  the  smiling  fields  with  corn: 
The  beasts  with  food  his  hands  supply. 
And  the  young  ravens  when  they  cry. 

5  What  is  the  creature's  skill  or  force  ? 
The  sprightly  man,  or  warlike  horse  ? 
The  piercing  wit,  the  active  limb  ? 
Are  all  too  mean  delights  for  him. 

6  But  saints  are  lovely  in  his  sight. 
He  views  his  children  with  delight; 

He  sees  their  hope,  he  knows  their  fear, 
He  looks,  and  loves  his  image  there. 


HYMN  13L    S.  M. 


1    A  WAKE,  and  sing  the  song. 
Of  Moses  and  the  Lamb  ; 
Wake,  ev'ry  heart  and  ev'ry  tongue 
To  praise  th^  Saviour's  name. 


AND  PRAISE. 


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2  Sing  of  his  dying*  love , 

Sing  of  his  rising"  power; 
Sing  how  he  intercedes  above, 
For  those  wliose  sins  he  bore, 

3  Sing  on  your  heavenly  way. 

Ye  ransom'd  sinners^  sing ; 
Sing  on,  rejoicing  every  day, 
In  Christ,  th'  eternal  King.. 

i  Soon  shall  we  hear  him  say, 
"Ye  blessed  children,  come 
Soon  will  he  call  us  hence  away,, 
And  take  his  waud'rers  home. 

5  Soon  shall  our  raptur'd  tongue. 
His  endless  praise  proclaim ; 
And  sweeter  voices  tune  the  song 
Of  Moses  and  the  Lamh. 

HYMN  132.  CM. 

I    A  LL  hail  the  power  of  Jesus'  name^ 
Let  angels  prostrate  fall ; 
Bring  forth  the  royal  diadem, 
And  crown  him  Lord  of  all. 

3  Let  high-born  seraphs  tune  the  lyre, 
And  as  they  tune  it,  fall, 
Before  his  face,  wiio  tunes  their  choir^ 
And  crown  him  Lord  of  all 


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REJOICING 


3  Crown  Idm,  ye  morning  stars  of  light. 

He  fix'd  this  floating  ball ; 
Now  haU  the  strength  of  Israel's  might. 
And  crown  him  Lord  of  all. 

4  Crown  him,  you  martyrs  of  your  God, 

Who  from  his  altar  call; 
Extol  the  stem  of  Jesse's  rod. 
And  crown  him  Lord  of  all. 

5  Ye  seed  of  Israel's  chosen  race. 

Ye  ransom'd  of  the  fall : 
Hail  him  who  saves  you  by  his  grace. 
And  crown  him  Lord  of  all. 

"6  Hail  him  ye  heirs  of  David's  line. 
Whom  David  Lord  did  call ; 
The  God  incarnate,  Man  divine. 
And  crown  him  Lord  of  all. 

7  Sinners !  whose  love  can  ne'er  forget. 
The  wormwood  and  the  gall. 
Go,  spread  your  trophise  at  his  feet, 
And  crown  him  Lord  of  all. 

S  Let  ev'ry  tribe  and  ev'ry  tongue, 
That  hear  the  Saviour's  call, 
Now  shout  an  universal  song. 
And  crown  him  Lord  of  alL 


AND  PRAISE. 


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HYMN  133,    C.  M. 

1  TNFINITE,  unexhausted  love; 

Jesus  and  love  are  one^ 
if  still  to  me  thy  bowels  move. 
They  are  restrained  to  none. 

2  What  shall  I  do  my  God  to  love  3 

My  loving"  God  to  praise ; 
The  length,  &  bredth,  &  height  to  prove, 
And  depth  of  sovereign  grace  ? 

5  Thy  sovereign  grace  to  all  extends 
Immence  and  unconfin'd; 
From  age  to  age  it  never  ends, 
It  reaches  all  mankind, 

!^  Throughout  the  world  its  bredth  is  known 
Wid-e  as  infinity : 
So  wide  it  never  pass\l  by  one. 
Or  it  had  pass'd  by  me, 

>  My  trespass  was  grown  up  to  heaven. 
But  far  above  the  skies, 
Thrmigh  Christ  abundantly  forgiven, 
I  see  thy  mercies  rise. 

'»  The  depth  of  all-redeeming  love. 
What  angel  tongue  can  tell  ? 
O  may  I  to  the  utmost  prove 
The  gift  unspeakable ! 


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REJOICING 


7  Come  quickly,  gracious  Lord,  and  tate 

Possession  of  tliine  own ; 
My  longing  heart  vouchsafe  to  make 
Thine  everlasting  throne. 

8  Assert  thy  claim,  maintain  thy  right. 

Come  quickly  from  above; 
And  sink  me  to  perfection's  height. 
The  depth  of  humble  love. 

HYMN  134.    8  lines  8s. 

1  rjlHOU  shepherd  of  Israel  and  mine. 

The  joy  and  desire  of  my  heart, 
For  closer  communion  I  pine, 

I  long  to  reside  where  thou  art  : 
The  pasture  I  languish  to  find. 

Where  all  who  their  Shepherd  obey. 
Are  fed,  on  thy  bosom  reclin'd,. 

And  screened  from  the  heat  of  the  daj 

2  Ah !  show  me  that  happiest  place. 

The  place  of  thy  people's  abode ; 
Where  saints  in  an  ecstacy  gaze. 

And  hang"  on  a  crucified  God  : 
Thy  love  for  a  sinner  declare ; 

Thy  passion  and  death  on  a  tree ; 
My  spirit  to  Calvary  bear, 

To  suffer  and  triumph  ys  lilx  thee. 


AND  PRAISE. 


133 


U  *Tis  there  with  the  lambs  of  thy  flock. 

There  only  I  covet  to  rest ; 
To  lie  at  the  foot  of  the  rock, 

Or  rise  to  be  hid  in  thy  breast: 
'Tis  there  I  would  always  abide. 

And  never  a  moment  depart: 
Conceal'd  in  the  cleft  of  thy  side, 

Eternally  held  in  thy  heart, 

HYMN  135.    L.  M. 

L   TOIN  all  who  love  the  Saviour's  name, 
^    To  sing"  his  everlasting  fame ; 
Great  God,  prepare  each  heart  and  "foice. 
In  him  forever  to  rejoice. 

2  With  him  I  daily  love  to  walk, 
Of  him  my  soul  delig-hts  to  talk ; 
On  him  I  cast  my  every  care  ; 
y    Like  huTi  one  day  I  shall  appear. 

5  Take  him  for  streng-th  and  righteousness, 
Make  him  thy  refug-e  in  distress  ; 
Love  him  above  all  earthly  joy, 
And  him  in  every  thing-  employ. 

t  Praise  him  in  cheerful,  grateful  songs, 
To  him  your  highest  praise  belongs  ; 
Blees  him  who  does  your  heaven  prepare. 
And  whom  you'll  praise  for  ever  there. 
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HYMN  136.    8s  &  ^s. 

t  /^OMEj  thou  Fount  of  every  blessings 
Tune  my  heart  to  sing*  thy  grace  t 
Streams  of  mercy  never  ceasing*. 

Call  for  song's  of  loudest  praise  : 
Teach  me  some  melodious  sonnet. 
Sung*  by  flaming"  tong-ues  above ; 
jPraise  the  mount-— I'm  fix'd  upon  itt 
Mount  of  thy  redeeming*  love  ! 

§  Here  I'll  raise  mine  Ebenezerj 

Hither  by  thy  help  I'm  come ; 
And  I  hope^  by  thy  good  pleasure^ 

Safel}'-  to  arrive  at  home. 
^  e^s  soug*ht  me  when  a  strang*er, 

Wand'ring*  from  the  fold  of  God ; 
lie,  to  rescue  me  from  danger, 

Intei'pos'd  his  precious  blood ! 

3  b !  to  grace  how  great  a  debtor^ 

Daily  I'm  constrain'd  to  be  1 
Let  thy  goodness  like  a  fetter. 

Bind  my  wand'ring  heart  to  thee : 
JProne  to  wander,  Lord,  I  feel  it ; 

Prone  to  leave  the  God  I  love — 
Sere's  my  heart,  O  take  and  seal  it  ; 

Seal  it  for  thy  coiu'ts  above* 


AND  PRAISE. 

HYMN  ISr.    4  6s  &  2  8s. 

1  ransom'd  sinners,  hear, 

M.    The  prisoners  of  the  Lord^ 
And  wait  till  Christ  appear^ 

According"  to  his  word  : 
iRejoice  in  hope,  rejoice  with  me^ 
We  shall  from  all  our  sins  be  free* 

"2  Let  others  hug*  their  chains. 
For  sin  and  Satan  plead) 
And  say,  from  sm's  remains 
They  never  can  be  freed; 
Rejoice  in  hope,  rejoice  with  me, 
We  shall  from  all  our  sins  be  free. 

3  In  God  we  put  our  trust ; 

If  we  our  sins  confess, 
Faithful  is  he,  and  just, 

From  all  unrighteousness 
To  cleanse  us  all,  both  you  and  me 
We  shall  from  all  our  sins  be  free. 

4  Surely  in  us  the  hope 

Of  g-lory  shall  appear; 
Sinners,  your  heads  lift  up, 

And  see  redemption  near : 
Ag-ain,  I  say,  rejoice  with  me. 
We  shall  from  ail  our  sins  be  free. 


136 


REJOICING 


5  Who  Jesus^  sufferings  share, 

My  fellow  prisoners  now, 
Ye  soon  the  wreath  shall  wear 

On  your  ti'imnphant  brow : 
Rejoice  in  hope,  rejoice  with  me. 
We  shall  from  all  our  sins  be  free. 

6  The  word  of  God  is  sure. 

And  never  can  remove ; 
We  shall  in  heart  be  pure. 

And  perfected  in  love: 
Rejoice  in  hope,  rejoice  with  me. 
We  shall  from  all  our  sins  be  free, 

7  Then  let  us  gladly  bring" 

Oui*  sacrifice  of  praise  : 
Let  us  give  tlianks  and  sing. 

And  g'lory  in  his  gi-ace  : 
Rejoi^.e  in  hope,  rejoice  with  me. 
We  shall  from  all  our  sins  be  free. 

HYMN  138.    S.  M. 

1  I^OME,  ye  that  love  the  Lord, 
^  And  let  your  joys  be  known ; 
Join  in  a  song  with  sweet  accord. 

While  ye  surround  liis  throne. 

2  Let  those  refuse  to  sing. 

Who  never  knew  our  God : 
But  servants  of  the  heavenl}*  King 
May  speak  their  joys  abroad. 


AND  PRAISE. 


137 


8  The  God  that  rules  on  high, 
That  all  the  earth  surveys, 
That  rides  upon  the  stormy  sky. 
And  calms  the  roaring*  seas ; 

4  This  awful  God  is  ours, 

Our  Father  and  our  Love ; 
He  will  send  down  his  heavenly  powers, 
To  carry  us  above. 

5  There  we  shall  see  his  face, 

And  never,  never  sin ; 
There  from  the  rivers  of  his  grace 
Drink  endless  pleasures  in : 

6  Yea,  and  before  we  rise 

To  that  immortal  state. 
The  thoughts  of  such  amazing  bliss 
Should  constant  joys  create. 

7  The  men  of  grace  have  found 

Glory  begun  below  : 
Celestial  fruit  on  earthly  ground. 
From  faith  and  hope  may  grow: 

8  Then  let  our  songs  abound. 

And  every  tear  be  dry: 
We're  marching  through  Immanuel's 
ground, 
To  fairer  worlds  on  high. 


138  REJOICING 

HYMN  139.    L.  M.  | 

1  irrAPPY  the  man  that  finds  the  grace,. 

The  blessing-  of  God's  chosen  race; 
The  wisdom  coming"  from  above, 
The  faitli  that  sweetly  works  by  love. 

2  Happy  beyond  description,  he 

Who  knows  "the  Saviour  died  for  mel'* 
The  g-ift  unspeakable  obtains. 
And  heavenly  understanding'  gains. 

3  Wisdom  divine  5  who  tells  the  price 
Of  wisdom's  costly  merchandise  ? 
Wisdom  to  silver  we  prefer. 

And  gold  is  dross  compared  to  her. 

4  Her  hands  are  filPd  with  length  of  days. 
True  riches,  and  immortal  praise : 
Riches  of  Christ,  on  all  bestow'd. 

And  honour  that  descends  from  God, 

5  To  purest  joys  she  all  invites,  i 
Chaste,  holy,  spiritual  delights  ; 

Her  ways  are  ways  of  pleasantness. 
And  all  her  flowery  paths  are  peace, 

6  Happy  the  man  who  wisdom  gains : 
Thrice  happy  who  his  guest  retains  : 
He  owns,  and  shall  for  ever  own. 
Wisdom,  and  Christ,  and  heaven  are  one,. 


AND  PRAISE. 


HYMN  140.    4  6s  &  2  8s> 

LET  earth  and  heaven  agree, 
Ang'els  and  men  be  johiM, 
To  celebrate  with  me 

The  Saviour  of  naankind: 
To'  adore  the  all-atoning*  Lamb, 
^nd  bless  the  sound  of  Jesus'  name^ 
Jesus!  transporting  sound! 

The  joy  of  earth  and  heaven ; 
No  other  help  is  found. 

No  other  name  is  given, 
By  which  we  can  salvation  have ; 
But  Jesus  came  the  world  to  save^ 
Jesus  I  harmonious  name ! 

It  charms  the  hosts  above ; 
They  evermore  proclaim, 

And  wonder  at  his  love ! 
'Tis  all  their  happiness  to  gaze, 
^Tis  heaven  to  see  our  Jesus'  face, 

His  name  the  sinner  hears. 
And  is  from  sin  set  free ; 

'Tis  music  in  his  ears ; 
'Tis  life  and  victory : 

New  songs  do  now  his  lips  employ^ 

And  dances  his  glad  heart  for  joy. 

Stung  by  the  scorpion,  sin, 
My  poor  expiring  v'^oul. 


140 


REJOICING 


The  balmy  sound  drinks  in, 

And  is  at  once  made  whole ; 
See  there  my  Lord  upon  the  tree ! 
I  hear,  I  feel  he  died  for  me. 

6  O  unexampled  love ! 

O  all-redeeming  grace ! 
How  swiftly  didst  thou  move 

To  save  a  fallen  race  ! 
What  shall  I  do  to  make  it  known. 
What  thou  for  all  mankind  hast  done  ? 

7  O  for  a  trumpet  voice,- 

On  all  the  world  to  call ! 
To  bid  their  hearts  rejoice 

In  him  who  died  for  all ! 
Tor  all  my  Lord  was  crucify'd ; 
For  all,  for  all  my  Saviour  died. 

HYMN  141.    P.  M. 

1  1^  TELL  me  no  more 

vJ'    of  this  world^s  vain  store. 
The  time  for  such  trifles  with  me  now  is 

A  country  I've  found  [o'er 

Where  true  joys  abound. 
To  dwell  I'm  determin'd  on  that  happ}; 

[ground 

2  The  souls  that  believe 
In  paradise  live, 


AND  PRAISE. 


141 


And  me  in  that  number  will  Jesus  receive: 

My  soul,  don't  delay — 

He  calls  thee  away, 
Rise,  follow  thy  Saviour,  and  bless  that  glad 

[day. 

3  No  mortal  doth  know 
What  he  can  bestow. 

What  light,  strength,  and  comfort — go  after 
Lo,  onward  I  move  [him,  go ; 

To  a  city  above. 

None  guesses  how  wondrous  my  journey 

[will  prove. 

4  Great  spoils  I  shall  win 
From  death,  hell,  and  sin, 

'Midst  outward  affliction  shall  feel  Christ 
And  when  I'm  to  die,  [within : 

Receive  me,  I'll  cry. 

For  Jesus  hath  lov'd  me,  I  cannot  tell  why. 

5  But  this  I  do  find. 
We  two  are  so  join'd. 

He  '11  not  live  in  glory  and  leave  me  behind: 

So  this  is  the  race 

I 'm  running  through^  grace, 
Henceforth,  till  admitted  to  see  my  Lord's 

[face. 

6  And  now  I'm  in  care. 
My  neighbours  may  share 


142 


REJOICING 


These  blessings :  to  seek  them  will  none  of 
In  bondag-e,  O  why,  [you  daref 

And  death  will  you  he. 

When  one  here  assures  you  free  g-race  is  so 

[nigh  I 

HYMN  142.  CM. 

1  TVfY  God  the  spring  of  all  my  joys, 
■^^M,  The  life  of  my  delig-hts. 

The  g"lory  of  ray  brig-htest  day% 
And  comfort  of  my  nights ! 

2  In  darkest  shades,  if  tliou  appear. 

My  dawning  is  begnn; 
Tliou  art  my  soul's  bright  morning  star. 
And  thou  my  rising  sun. 

3  The  opening  heavens  around  me  shine. 

With  beams  of  sacred  bliss. 
If  Jesus  shows  his  mercy  mine. 
And  whispers  I  am  his, 

d  My  soul  would  leave  this  heavy  clay. 
At  that  transporting  word. 
Run  up  with  joy  the  shining  way. 
To  see  and  praise  my  Lord. 

5  Fearless  of  hell  and  ghastly  death, 
I'd  break  through  every  foe ; 
The  wings  of  love  and  arms  of  faith, 
Would  bear  me  conqu'ror  through. 


AND  PRAISE. 


143 


HYMN  143.    C.  M, 

LET  every  tong'ue  thy  goodness  speak. 
Thou  sovereign  Lord  of  all, 
Thy  strengthening-  hands  uphold  the  wealc. 

And  raise  the  poor  that  fall. 
When  sorrows  bow  the  spirit  down. 

When  virtue  lies  distressed  i 
Beneath  the  proud  oppressor's  frown 
Thou  giv'st  the  mourner  rest. 

Thou  know'st  the  pains  thy  servants  feel. 
Thou  hear'st  thy  children's  cry ; 

And  their  best  wishes  to  fulfil 
Thy  grace  is  ever  nigh. 

Thy  mercy  never  shall  remove 

From  men  of  heart  sincere : 
Thou  sav'st  the  souls  whose  humble  love 

Is  join'd  with  holy  fear. 

My  lips  shall  dwell  upon  thy  praise. 
And  spread  thy  fame  abroad ; 

l^et  all  the  sons  of  Adam  raise 
The  honours  of  their  God, 

HYMN  144,    L,  M, 

BEFORE  Jehovah's  awful  throne^ 
Ye  nations  bow  with  sacred  joy; 
Know  that  the  Lord  is  God  alone, 
Jle  can  create,  and  he  destroy. 


144 


REJOICING 


2  His  sovereign  power,  without  our  aid,  t 

Made  us  of  clay,  and  form'd  us  men ; 
And  when  hke  wand'ring'  sheep  we  stray'< 
He  brought  us  to  his  fold  again. 

3  We'll  crowd  thy  gates  with  thankful  song 

High  as  the  heavens  our  voices  raise : 
And  earth,  with  her  ten  thousand  tongue; 
Shall  fill  thy  courts  with  sounding  prais( 

4  Wide  as  the  world,  is  thy  command ; 

Vast  as  eternity,  thy  love ; 
Firm  as  a  rock  thy  truth  must  stand, 
When  rolling  years  shall  cease  to  move 

HYMN  145.    P.  M, 

1  f  \  THOU  God  of  my  salvation. 

My  Redeemer  from  all  sin ; 
Mov'd  by  thy  divine  compassion. 
Who  hast  died  m.y  heart  to  win, 

I  will  praise  thee,  I  will  praise  thee' 
Where  shall  I  thy  praise  begin  ? 

2  Though  unseen,  I  love  the  Saviour ; 

He  hath  brought  salvation  near ; 
Manifests  his  pard'ning  favour; 
And  when  Jesus  doth  appear, 

Soul  and  body. 
Shall  his  glorious  image  bear. 


AND  PRAISE. 


While  the  angel  choirs  are  crying*, 

Glory  to  the  gi-eat  I  AM ! 
I  with  them  will  still  be  vying". 

Glory !  glory  to  the  Lamb  ! 
O  how  precious, 
Is  the  sound  of  Jesus'  name  ! 

Angels  now  are  ho v 'ring  round  us, 
Unperceiv'd  they  mix  the  throng, 

Wond'ring  at  the  love  that  crown'd  i 
Glad  to  join  the  holy  song  : 
Hallelujah! 

Love  and  praise  to  Clirist  belong! 

Now  I  see  with  joy  and  wonder. 
Whence  the  gracious  spring  arose 

Angel  minds  are  lost  to  ponder. 
Dying  love's  mysterious  cause ; 
Yet  the  blessing, 

Down  to  all,  to  me  it  flows ! 

This  hath  set  me  all  on  fire ; 

Strongly  glows  the  flame  of  love ; 
Higher  mounts  my  soul,  and  higher. 

Struggles  for  its  swift  remove  ; 
Then  I'll  praise  him. 
In  a  nobler  strain  above ! 


146 


HEJOICING 


HYIVIN  146.    C.  M,  I 

1  f  \  'Tis  delig-ht  without  alloy, 

Jesus,  to  hear  thy  name ; 
My  spirit  leaps  with  inward  joy^ 
I  feel  the  sacred  flame. 

2  My  passions  hold  a  pleasing*  reign, 
'    When  love  inspires  my  breast. 

Love,  the  divinest  of  the  train, 
The  sovereign  of  the  rest. 

3  This  is  the  grace  must  live  and  sing> 

When  faith  and  hope  shall  cease. 
Must  sound  from  every  joyful  strings 
Through  the  sweet  groves  of  bliss, 

4  Let  life  immortal  seize  my  clay ; 

Let  love  refine  m}'^  blood ; 
Her  flames  can  bear  my  soid  away, 
Can  bring  me  near  my  God. 

5  Swift  I  ascend  the  heavenly  place, 

And  hasten  to  my  home, 
I  leap  to  meet  the  kind  embrace, 
I  come,  O  Lord,  I  come. 

6  Sink  down,  ye  separating  hills. 

Let  sin  and  death  remove ; 
'Tis  love  that  drives  my  chariot  wheels. 
And  death  must  yield  to  love. 


AND  PRAISE* 


14? 


HYMN  147.  V. 

1  trow  happy  are  they. 

Who  their  Saviour  obey, 
And  have  laid  tip  their  treasure  above? 
Tong-ue  cannot  express 
The  sweet  comfort  and  peace 
Of  a  soul  in  its  earliest  love  ! 

2  That  comfort  was  mine, 
When  the  favour  divine 

1  first  found  in  the  bood  of  the  Lamb! 

When  my  heart  it  believ'd> 

What  a  joy  I  receiv'd, 
What  a  hfcaven  in  Jesus^s  name  ! 

3  ^Twas  a  heaven  below 
My  Redeemer  to  know, 

The  ang-els  could  do  nothing"  mora, 

Than  fiill  at  his  feet, 

And  the  story  repeat, 
And  the  Lover  of  sinners  adore, 

4  Jesus  all  the  day  long- 
Was  my  jOy  and  my  song"  : 

O  that  all  his  salvation  mig-ht  see  ! 

He  hath  lov^d  me,  I  cried. 

He  hath  sulFer'd  and  died, 
To  redeem  such  a  rebel  as  me> 


148 


REJOICING 


5  On  the  wings  of  his  love, 
I  was  carried  above 

All  sin,  and  temptation,  and  pain ; 
I  could  not  believe 
That  I  ever  should  grieve. 

That  I  ever  should  suffer  again. 

6  I  rode  on  the  sky, 
Freely  justified  I, 

Nor  did  envy  Elijah  his  seat: 

My  soul  mounted  higher 

In  a  chariot  of  fire. 
And  the  moon  it  was  under  my  feet. 

7  O  the  rapturous  height 
Of  that  holy  delight 

Which  I  felt  in  the  life-giving  blood ! 

Of  my  Saviour  possest, 

I  was  perfectly  blest, 
As  if  filPd  with  the  fulness  of  God. 

HYJVIN  148.  P.M. 

1  f  \  IF  the  Lamb  had  not  been  slain. 
To  save  us  from  perdition, 
And  everlasting  life  to  gain, 

What  had  been  our  condition  ? 
But  since  poor  sinners  favoured  ar^. 
To  have  a  friend  so  very  dear, 
We  cannot  but  be  happy. 


AND  PRAISE. 


149 


As  pardon'd  sinners,  we  rejoice 

Willi  Jesus'  congregation ; 
Above  all  other  thing-s  we  prize 

His  bitter  death  and  passion ; 
His  wounds,  his  tears,  and  bloody  sweat 
We  bear  in  mind,  and  can't  forget 

His  unexampled  mercy. 

0  brethren!  let  us  raise  our  hearts 
To  praise  the  King  of  glory ; 

And  let  us  all  with  one  accord, 

Sing  glory,  glory,  glory. 
Ye  angels  join  with  saints  to  sing, 
And  make  the  heavenly  arches  ring. 

With  glory,  hallelujahs 

HYMN  149.    P.  M. 

1  IIJOW  precious  is  the  name! 
-"L  Brethren  sing,  brethren  sing. 
How  precious  is  the  name, 

Brethren  sing* ! 
How  precious  is  the  name 
Of  Christ,  the  paschal  Lamb, 
Who  bore  our  guilt  and  shame 
On  the  tree,  on  the  tree. 
Who  bore  our  guilt  and  shame 

On  the  tree, 

2  I've  ^ven  all  for  Christ, 
He my  all,  he 's  my  all, 

K 


150 


REJOICING 


I've  given  all  for  Christ, 

He my  all ; 
I've  given  all  for  Christ, 
And  my  spirit  cannot  rest, 
Unless  he's  in  my  breast, 
Reigning  there,  reigning  there, 
U nless  he 's  in  my  breast. 

Reigning  there. 

S  His  easy  yoke  I'll  bear 
With  delight,  with  delight. 
His  easy  yoke  I'll  bear 

With  delight; 
His  easy  yoke  I'll  bear. 
And  his  cross  I  will  not  fear ; 
His  name  I  ¥/ill  declare. 
Ever  more,  ever  more. 
His  name  I  will  declare. 
Ever  more. 

4  And  when  we  all  get  home, 
We  will  sing,  we  v/ill  sing, 
And  when  we  all  get  home, 

We  will  sing ; 
And  when  we  all  get  home. 
Around  our  Father's  thi'one. 
And  myriads  join  the  theme. 
We'll  sing  on,  we'll  sing  on, 
And  myriads  join  the  theme. 
We'll  sing  on. 


AND  PRAISE.  151 

\ 

HYMN  150.    C.  M. 

CJING  to  the  Lord,  Jehovah's  name, 
^  And  in  his  strength  rejoice  ; 
When  his  salvation  is  our  theme, 
Exalted  be  our  voice. 

With  thanks  approach  his  awful  sight. 

And  psalms  of  honour  sing  ; 
The  Lord 's  a  Ood  of  boundless  might. 

The  whole  creation's  King^ 

Come  and  with  humble  souls  adore, 

Come  kneel  before  his  face ; 
O  may  the  creatures  of  liis  power 

Be  children  of  his  grace. 
Now  is  the  time  he  bends  his  ear. 

And  waits  for  your  request  ; 
Come,  least  he  rouse  his  wrath  and  swear, 

«Ye  shall  not  see  my  rest.'* 

HYMN  151.  CM, 

I'VE  found  the  pearl  of  greatest  price  j 
My  heart  exults  with  joy ; 
And  sing  I  must — a  Christ  I  have, 
O  what  a  Christ  have  I ! 

Christ  is  my  father  and  my  friend. 

My  brother  and  my  love ; 
My  head,  my  hope,  my  counsellor, 

My  advocate  above. 


152 


REJOICING 


3  My  Christ,  he  is  the  heav'n  of  heav' 
My  Clirist,  what  shall  I  call  ? 
My  Christ  is  first,  my  Christ  is  last. 
My  Christ  is  all  in  all,. 


HYMN  152.    P.  M. 

1  l^Y  soul's  full  of  glory,. 

Inspiring  my  tongue ; 
Could  I  meet  with  angels, 

I  would  sing  them  a  song ; 
I  would  sing  of  my  Jesus, 

And  tell  of  his  charms. 
And  beg  them  to  bear  me 

To  his  loving  arms. 

2  Methinks  they're  assembling". 

To  hear  what  I  sing ; 
Well  pleas'^d  to  hear  mortals 
Thus  praising  their  King. 

0  angels,  O  angels ! 
My  soul 's  in  a  flame,^ 

1  sing  in  sweet  raptures 

Of  Jesus's  name. 

3  Sweet  Spirit  attend  me. 

Till  Jesus  shall  come, 
Protect  and  defend  me, 

Till  I*m  conveyed  home  : 
Though  worms  my  poor  body 


AND  PRIASE. 


May  claim  as  their  prey, 
^ Twill  outshine,  when  rising*, 
The  sun  at  noon-day. 

4  The  sun  shall  be  darken' d, 

The  moon  turn'd  to  blood ; 
The  world  all  on  fire, 

With  th'  vengeance  of  God : 
While  lig-hfuing-s  are  flashing". 

And  thunders  do  roar. 
Undaunted  I'll  triumph. 

On  fair  Canaan's  shore. 

5  The  smiles  of  brig-ht  g"lory, 

Appear  on  my  soul ; 
I  sink  in  brig-ht  visions, 

I  view  the  brig-ht  goal. 
My  soul  w^hile  I'm  sing-ing*. 

Is  leaping"  to  g-o, 
This  moment  for  heaven, 

I'd  leave  all  below. 

6  Farewell  my  dear  brethren. 

The  Lord  bids  me  come  ; 
Farewell, my  dear  sisters, 

I'm  now  g'oing-  home ; 
Bright  angels  are  whispering 

So  sweet  in  my  ear, 
Away  to  my  Saviour, 

The  spirit  shall  steer. 


154  CHRISTIAN  FELLOWSHIP*. 


7  I^m  goings,  I'm  going". 

But  what  do  I  see  ? 
'Tis  Jesus  in  g'lory, 

Appears  unto  me. 
To  heaven,  to  heaven, 

I^m  going-,  I'm  gone. 
All  gloiy !  O  glory ! 

'Tis  finish' d,  'tis  done. 


CHRISTIAN  FELLOWSHIP; 


HYMN  153.  P. 

1  ijlROM  whence  does  the  union  arise. 

That  hatred  is  conquer'd  by  love  ? 
It  fastens  our  souls  with  such  ties. 
That  distance,  nor  time  can  remove. 

2  It  cannot  in  Eden  be  found. 

Nor  yet  in  a  Paradise  lost; 
It  grows  on  Immanuel's  ground, 
And  Jesus'  dear  blood  it  did  cost. 

3  My  friends  once  so  dear  unto  me. 

Our  souls  so  united  in  love ; 
Where  Jesus  is  gone,  we  shall  be,, 
In  yonder  blest  mansion  above. 


CHRISTIAN  FELLOWSHIP.  155 


t-  O  !  why  then  so  loth  for  to  part  ? 

Since  there  we  shall  all  meet  again, 
Eng-rav'd  on  ImmanuePs  heart. 
At  a  distance  we  cannot  remain. 

>  And  then  we  shall  see  that  bright  day^ 
And  join  with  the  angels  above. 
Set  free  from  the  prisons  of  clay. 
United  in  Jesus's  love. 

)  With  Jesus  we  ever  shall  reign. 
And  all  his  bright  glory  shall  see^ 
Singing  hallelujahs,  amenj 
Amen!  even  so  let  it  be. 

HYMN  154.    S.  M. 

t  \  ND  are  we  yet  alive. 

And  see  each  other's  face  ? 
Glory  and  praise  to  Jesus  give^ 
For  his  redeeming  grace ! 

2  Preserv'd  by  power  divine 

To  full  salvation  here. 
Again  in  Jesus'  praise  we  join^,, 
And  m  his  sight  appear. 

3  What  troubles  have  we  seen ! 

What  conflicts  have  we  past  f 
Fightings  without,  and  fears  withinj^ 
Since  we  assembled  last; 


156  CHRISTIAN  FELLOWSHIP. 


4  But  out  of  all  the  Lord 

Hath  broug"ht  us  by  his  love ; 
And  still  he  doth  his  help  afford. 
And  hides  our  life  above. 

3  Then  let  us  make  our  boast  5 
Of  his  redeeming*  power. 
Which  saves  us  to  the  uttermost, 
Tillive  can  sin  no  more. 

6  Let  us  take  up  the  cross. 
Till  we  the  crown  obtain ; 
And  gladly  reckon  all  thing's  loss. 
So  we  may  Jesus  gain. 

HYMN  155.    C.  M. 

1  IXOW  sweet,  how  heav'nly  is  the  sighi 

When  those  who  love  the  Lord, 
In  one  another's  peace  dehght. 
And  so  fulfil  his  word ! 

2  O  may  we  feel  each  brother^s  sig-h, 

And  with  him  bear  a  part ; 
May  sorrows  flow  from  eye  to  eye, 
And  joy  from  heart  to  heart. 

3  Free  us  from  envy,  scorn  and  pride. 

Our  wishes  fix  above ; 
May  each  his  brother's  failings  hide, 
And  show  a  brother's  love. 


CHRISTIAN  FELLOWSHIP.  157 


i  Let  love,  in  one  delightful  stream, 
Through  every  bosom  flow  : 
And  union  sweet  and  dear  esteem, 
In  every  action  glow, 

5  Love  is  the  golden  chain  that  binds 
The  happy  souls  above: 
And  he  ^s  an  heir  of  heaven  that  finds 
His  bosom  glow  with  love. 

HYMN  156.    C.  M. 

1   TESUS,  united  by  thy  grace, 
^  And  each  to  each  endear'd; 
With  confidence  we  seek  thy  face 
And  know  our  pray'r  is  heard. 

Still  let  us  own  our  common  Lord, 
And  bear  thine  easy  yoke, 

A  band  of  love,  a  three-fold  cord. 
Which  never  can  be  broke. 

3  Make  us  into  one  spirit  drink. 

Baptize  into  thy  name  ; 
And  let  us  always  kindly  think. 
And  sweetly  speak  the  same. 

4  Touch'd  by  the  loadstone  of  thy  love, 

Let  all  our  hearts  agree : 
And  ever  t' wards  each  other  move, 
And  ever  move  t'wards  thee. 


158  CHRISTIAN  FELLOWSHIP. 


HYMN  157.    C.  M. 

1  TESUS,  gi-eat  shepherd  of  the  sheepj,  1 
^  To  thee  for  help  we  fly : 
Thy  Uttle  flock  in  safety  keep. 

For,  O !  the  wolf  is  nig^h  I 

2  He  comes,  of  hellish  malice  full. 

To  scatter,  tear,  and  slay ; 
He  seizes  every  strag-g-ling-  soul. 
As  his  own  lawful  prey. 

3  Us  into  thy  protection  take. 

And  gather  with  thy  arm ; 
Unless  the  fold  we  first  forsake. 
The  wolf  can  never  harm. 

4  We  laugh  to  scorn  his  cruel  power. 

While  by  our  Shepherd^s  side ; 
The  sheep  he  never  can  devour. 
Unless  he  first  divide. 

5  O  do  not  suffer  him  to  part 

The  souls  that  here  ag-ree : 
But  make  us  of  one  mind  and  heartj^ 
And  keep  us  one  in  thee  I 

6  Together  let  us  sweetly  live, 

Together  let  us  die ; 
And  each  a  starry  crown  receivCij 
And  reig-n  above  the  sky. 


CHRISTIAN  FELLOWSHIP.  159 


HYMN  158.    C.  M. 

1  "fJLEST  be  the  dear  uniting  love. 

That  will  not  let  us  part; 
Our  bodies  may  far  off  remove, 
We  still  are  one  in  heart. 

2  Join'd  in  one  spirit  to  our  Head, 

Where  he  appoints  we  go; 
And  still  in  Jesus*  footsteps  tread* 
And  show  his  praise  below. 

3  O  may  we  ever  walk  in  him. 

And  nothing  know  beside, 
Nothing  desire,  nothing  esteem,, 
But  Jesus  crucify*d ! 

4  Closer  and  closer  let  us  cleave 

To  his  beloved  embrace ; 
Expect  his  fulness  to  receive. 
And  grace  to  answer  grace. 

5  Partakers  of  the  Saviour's  grace. 

The  same  in  mind  and  heart. 
Nor  joy,  nor  grief,  nor  time,  nor  places, 
Nor  life,  nor  death  can  part, 

6  But  let  us  hasten  to  the  day. 

Which  shall  our  flesh  restore ; 
When  death  shall  all  be  done  away,, 
And  bodies  part  no  more. 


160  CHRISTIAN  FELLOWSHIP. 


HYM!N  159.    C.  M.  ! 

1  I^UR  souls  by  love  tog-ether  knit, 

Cemented,  mix'd  in  one ; 
One  hope,  one  heart,  one  mind,  one  voice; 
^Tis  heaven  on  earth  begun! 

2  Our  hearts  have  burnt  while  Jesus  spake, 

And  g-low^d  with  sacred  fire ; 
He  stop'd  and  talk'd,  and  fed  and  blest. 
And  fili'd  th'  enlarg-'d  desire. 

-3  The  little  cloud  increases  still,  « 
The  heavens  are  big*  with  rain ; 
W e  haste  to  catch  the  teeming*  show'p, 
And  all  its  moisture  drain, 

4  A  rill,  a  stream,  a  torrent  flows ! 

But  pour  a  mig-hty  flood ; 
O  sweep  the  nations,  shake  the  earth, 
Till  all  proclaim  thee  God. 

5  And  when  thou  mak^st  thy  jewels  up,  ■ 

And  set'st  thy  starry  crown ; 
When  all  thy  sparkling*  gems  shall  shine, 
Proclaimed  by  thee  thine  own. 

6  May  we,  a  little  band  of  love. 

Be  fully  sav'd  by  g-race  ; 
From  g*lory  unto  g-lory  chang-'d, 
Behold  thee  face  to  face! 


CHRISTIAN  FELLOWSHIP.  161 


HYMN  160.    C.  M. 

1  A  LL  praise  to  our  redeeming  Lord, 

Who  joins  us  by  his  grace, 
And  bids  us  each  to  each  restored. 
Together  seek  his  face. 

2  He  bids  us  build  each  other  up. 

And  gathered  into  one, 
To  our  high  caUing's  glorious  hope. 
We  hand  in  hand  go  on. 

3  The  gift  which  he  on  one  bestows,^ 

We  all  delight  to  prove. 
The  grace  through  ev'ry  vessel  flows. 
In  purest  streams  of  love. 

4  Ev'n  now  we  speak  and  think  the  same,. 

And  cordially  agree. 
United  all  through  Jesus'  name. 
In  perfect  harmony » 

5  We  all  partake  the  joy  of  one. 

The  common  peace  we  feel; 
A  peace  to  sensual  minds  unknown, 
A  joy  unspeakable. 

6  And  if  our  fellowship  belov/ 

In  Jesus  be  so  sweet. 
What  height  of  rapture  shall  we  know, 
When  round  his  throne  we  meet  I 


162  CHRISTIAN  FELLOWSHIP, 


HYMN  161.    S.  M. 

1  T|LEST  be  the  tie  that  binds 

Our  hearts  in  Christian  love ; 
The  fellowship  of  kindred  minds 
Is  like  to  that  above. 

2  Before  our  Father's  throne. 

We  pour  our  ardent  prayers  ; 
Our  fears,  our  hopes,  our  aims  are  one, 
Our  comforts  and  our  cares. 

3  We  share  our  mutual  woes; 

Our  mutual  burdens  bear ; 
And  often  for  each  other  flows 
The  sympathizing-  tear, 

4  When  we  asunder  part. 

It  g-ives  us  inv/ard  pain, 
But  we  shall  still  be  join'd  in  heart, 
And  hope  to  meet  ag^ain. 

5  This  glorious  hope  revives 

Our  courage  by  the  way ; 
While  each  in  expectation  lives, 
And  long's  to  see  the  day. 

6  From  sorrow,  toil,  and  pain, 

And  sin  we  shall  be  free ; 
And  perfect  love  and  friendship  reig'n 
Throug^li  all  eternity. 


CHRISTIAN  FELLOWSHIP.  16S 
HYMN  162.    P.  M. 

1  ^  Tl/rri^  scenes  of  confusion  and  creature 

complaints, 
Row  sweet  to  my  soul  is  communion  with 
saints ; 

To  find  at  the  banquet  of  mercy  there's 
room. 

And  feel  in  the  presence  of  Jesus  at  home. 

CHORUS. 

Home,  home,  sweet,  sweet  home. 

Prepare  me,  dear  Saviour,  for  glory,  my  home^ 

2  Sweet  bonds  that  unite  all  the  children  of 

peace, 

And  thrice  precious  Jesus,  whose  love 

cannot  cease, 
Tho'  oft  from  thy  presence  in  sadness  I 

roam : 

I  long  to  behold  thee,  in  glory  at  home. 

3  1  long  from  this  body  of  clay  to  be  free. 
Which  hinders  my  joy  and  communion 

with  thee  : 
Tho'  nDW  my  temptations  like  billows 
may  foam. 

All,  all  will  be  peace,  when  I'm  with  thee 
at  home. 


n 


164  CHRISTIAN  FELLOWSHIP, 

4  While  here  in  the  valley  of  conflict 

stay, 

O  give  me  submission  and  strength  as 
day; 

In  all  my  afflictions  to  thee  would 
come, 

Rejoicing  in  hope  of  my  glorious  home, 

5  V/hate^er  thou  deniest,  O  give  me  th] 

grace, 

The  Spirit's  sure  witness,  and  smiles  o* 
thy  face : 

Indulge  me  with  patience  to  wait  at  thy 
throne. 

And  find  even  now  a  sweet  foretaste  oi 
home. 

6  I  long,  dearest  Lord,  in  thy  beauties  tc 

shine, 

No  more  as  an  exile,  in  sorrow  to  pine. 
And  in  thy  dear  image,  arise  from  the 
tomb. 

With  glorified  millions  to  praise  thee  at 
home. 


165 


PRAYER  AND  INTERCESSION. 


HYMN  163.    C.  M. 

MY  lovely  Jesus,  while  on  earth, 
Arose  before  'twas  day. 
And  to  a  solitary  place, 
Departed,  there  to  pray. 

I'll  do  as  did  my  blessed  Lord  j 

His  footsteps  I  will  trace ; 
I  love  to  meet  him  in  the  grove. 

And  view  liis  smiling-  face. 

Early  I'll  rise,  and  sing*  and  pray. 

While  I  the  lig-ht  enjoy ; 
May  this  bless'd  work  from  day  to  day, 

My  heart  and  tong-ue  employ. 

HYMN  164,    C,  M, 

OUR  Father,  who  in  heaven  art, 
All  hallow 'd  be  thy  name  ; 
Thy  king-dom  come,  thy  will  be  done 
Throug-hout  this  earthly  frame.. 

As  cheerfully  as  'tis  with  those 
Who  dwell  with  thee  on  hig'h ; 

Lord,  let  thy  bounty  day  by  day. 
Our  daily  wants  supply. 


166 


PRAYER  ANii 


3  As  we  forgive  our  enemies,  S 

Thy  pardon,  Lord,  we  crave  • 
Into  temptation  lead  us  not. 
But  us  from  evil  save. 

4  For  kingdom,  power  and  glory,  all 

Belong,  O  Lord,  to  thee ; 
Thine  from  eternity  they  were,  '  ^ 

And  thine  shall  ever  be. 

HYMN  165.    L.  M. 

2] 

1  "l^I^AY'R  is  appointed  to  convey, 
^  The  blessings  God  designs  to  give : 
Long  as  they  live  should  Christians  pray. 
For  only  v/hile  they  pray,  they  Hve.  , 

'2  The  Christian's  heart  the  pray'r  indites. 
He  speaks  as  prompted  from  within ; 
The  Spirit  his  petition  writes, 
And  Christ  receives  and  gives  it  in.  ^ 

5  And  shall  we  in  dead  silence  lie, 

-   When  Christ  stands  waiting  for  our  pray'r? 
My  soul,  thou  hast  a  friend  on  high. 
Arise  and  try  thy  interest  there. 

4  If  pains  afRict,  or  wrongs  oppress,         .  j 
If  cares  distract,  or  fears  dismay. 
If  guilt  deject,  or  sins  distress. 
The  remedy    before  thee — ^pray. 


INTERCESSION, 


167 


5  Depend  on  Christ,  thou  canst  not  fail; 
Make  all  thy  wants  and  wishes  knov/n ; 
Fear  not — his  merits  must  prevail ! 
Ask  what  thou  wilt,  it  shall  be  done. 

HYMN  166.    L.  M. 

1  1|^^HAT  various  hind'rances  we  meet 
^»    In  coming"  to  the  mercy-seat ; 
Yet  who  that  knows  the  worth  of  pray'r, 

1  But  wish  us  to  be  often  there  ? 

2  Pray'r  makes  the  darkened  cloud  withdraw 
Pray'r  climbs  the  ladder  Jacob  saw; 
Gives  exercise  to  faith  and  love, 

Bring-s  every  blessing"  from  above. 

3  Restraining-  pray'r,  we  cease  to  fight; 
Pray'r  makes  the  Christian's  armour  bright 
And  Satan  trembles  when  he  sees. 

The  weakest  saint  upon  his  knees. 

4  Were  half  the  breath  that's  vainly  spent, 
To  heaven  in  supplication  sent. 

Our  cheerful  song"  would  oft'ner  be, 
"Hear  what  the  Lord  has  done  for  me  I" 

HYMN  16r.    C.  M. 

1  "1"  ORD,  in  thy  courts  we  now  appear, 
-^-^  And  bow  before  thy  throne; 
Before  our  lips  beg-in  to  move, 
Our  wants  to  thee  are  known. 


168 


PRAYER  AND 


2  Thou  know'st  the  langiiage  of  the  heart. 

The  meaning"  of  a  sig-h ; 
Dear  Father,  hear  our  humble  pray'r. 
And  bring  thy  blessing's  nig-h. 

3  Few  be  our  words,  and  short  our  pray'rs. 

While  we  tog-ether  meet ; 
Short  duties  keep  th'  attention  up. 
And  make  devotion  sweet. 

HYMN  168.    C.  M. 

1  "pRAY'R  is  the  soul's  sincere  desire, 
^  Utter'd  or  unexpress'd, 

The  motion  of  a  hidden  fire, 
That  trembles  in  the  breast. 

2  Pray'r  is  the  burden  of  a  sig-h. 

The  falling  of  a  tear ; 
The  upward  glancing  of  an  eye. 
When  none  but  God  is  near. 

3  Pfay'r  is  the  simplest  form  of  speech 

That  infant  lips  can  try ; 
Pray'r  the  sublimest  strains  that  reach 
The  majesty  on  high. 

4  Pray*r  is  the  Christian's  vital  breath,  .i 

The  Christian's  native  air, 
His  watchword  at  the  gate  of  death — 
He  enters  heaven  with  pray'r. 


INTERCESSION. 


169 


5  Pray'r  is  the  contrite  sinner's  voice, 

Returning'  from  his  ways, 
While  angels  in  their  songs  rejoice, 
And  cry,  "Behold,  he  prays." 

6  O  Thou,  by  whom  we  come  to  God, 

The  life,  the  truth,  the  way, 
The  path  of  pray'r  thyself  hast  trod: 
"Lord,  teach  us  how  to  pray." 

HYMN  169.    C.  M. 

1  ^EE,  Jesus,  thy  disciples  see, 
^  The  promised  blessing*  give ! 
Met  in  thy  name,  we  look  to  thee. 

Expecting"  to  receive. 

2  Thee  we  expect,  our  faithful  Lord, 

Who  in  thy  name  are  join'd; 
We  wait  according  to  thy  word. 
Thee  in  the  midst  to  find. 

3  With  us  thou  art  assembled  here. 

But,  O !  thyself  reveal ! 
Son  of  the  living*  God,  appear  ! 
Let  us  thy  presence  feeL 

4  Breathe  on  us,  Lord,  in  this  our  day, 

And  these  dry  bones  shall  live ; 
Speak  peace  into  our  hearts,  and  say, 
"The  Holy  Ghost  receive." 


PRAYER  AND 


5  Whom  now  we  seek,  O  may  we  meet! 

Jesus,  the  Cmcify^d; 
Show  us  thy  bleeding*  hands  and  feet. 
Thou  who  for  us  hast  died. 

6  Cause  us  the  record  to  receive ! 

Speak,  and  the  tokens  show, 
"O  be  not  faithless,  but  believe 
In  Me,  who  died  for  you  V 

HYMN  irO.    S.  M. 

1  IVfY  God,  my  life,  my  love, 
•i^-i-  To  thee,  to  thee  I  call : 
I  cannot  live  if  thou  remove. 

For  thou  art  all  in  all. 

2  Thy  shining*  grace  can  cheer 

This  dung'eon  where  I  dwell : 
^Tis  paradise  when  thou  art  here. 
If  thou  depart  'tis  hell. 

3  The  smilings  of  thy  face. 

How  amiable  they  are ! 
'Tis  heaven  to  rest  in  thine  embrace,. 
And  no  where  else  but  there. 

4  To  tliee,  and  thee  alone, 

The  ang-els  owe  their  bliss ; 
They  sit  around  thy  gracious  throne* 
And  dwell  where  Jesus  is. 


INTERCESSION. 


171 


S  Not  all  the  harps  above, 

Can  make  a  heavenly  place. 
If  God  his  residence  remove, 
Or  but  conceal  his  face. 

5  Nor  earth,  nor  all  the  sky. 
Can  one  delig-ht  afford; 
No,  not  one  drop  of  real  joy. 
Without  thy  presence,  Lord. 

Thou  art  the  sea  of  love. 

Where  all  my  pleasures  roll : 

The  circle  where  my  passions  movCs, 
And  centre  of  my  soul, 

^  To  thee  my  spirits  fly. 
With  in%iite  desire : 
And  yet  how  far  from  thee  I  lie ! 
O  Jesus,  raise  me  higher, 

HYMN  171.   L.  M, 

1  T^/¥Y  hope,  my  all,  my  Saviour  thou, 
If  J.  Xo  thee,  lo,  now  my  soul  I  bow  j 
I  feel  the  bliss  thy  wounds  impart, 

I  find  thee.  Saviour,  in  my  heart. 

2  Be  thou  my  strength,  be  thou  my  way, 
Protect  me  through  my  life's  short  day ; 
In  all  my  acts  may  'Wisdom  guide. 
And  keep  me,  Saviour,  near  thy  side, 


IT'S  phayeh  and 

3  Correct,  reprove,  and  comfort  me ;       |  ^ 
As  I  have  need,  my  Saviour  be : 

And  if  I  would  from  thee  depart. 
Then  clasp  me.  Saviour,  to  thy  heart. 

4  In  fierce  temptation's  darkest  hour,  ^ 
Save  me  from  sin  and  Satan's  power  j 
Tear  every  idol  from  thy  throne, 

And  reign,  my  Saviour,  reign  alone. 

5  My  suffering  time  shall  soon  be  o'er,     |  ^ 
Then  shall  I  sigh  and  Weep  no  more ; 
My  ransom'd  soul  shall  soar  away, 

To  sing  thy  praise  in  endless  day. 

HYMNm.  CM. 

1  "C^ATHER,  I  stretch  my  hands  to  thee,  1 
^    No  other  help  I  know ; 

If  thou  withdraw  thyself  from  me. 
Ah,  whither  shall  I  go  ? 

2  What  did  thine  only  Son  endure,  2 

Before  I  drew  my  breath ! 
What  pain,  what  labour,  to  secure 
My  soul  from  endless  death ! 

3  O  Jesus,  could  I  this  believe, 

I  now  should  feel  thy  power : 
Now  my  poor  soul  thou  wouldst  retrieve 
Nor  let  me  wait  one  hour. 


INTERCESSION* 


4  Author  of  faith,  to  thee  T  lift 

My  weary,  long-ing*  eyes : 
O  let  me  now  receive  that  g-ift, 
My  soul  without  it  dies. 

5  Surely  thou  canst  not  let  me  die  ; 

O  speak,  and  I  shall  live ; 
And  here  I  will  unwearied  lie, 
Till  thou  thy  Spirit  give. 

6  The  worst  of  sinners  would  rejoice^ 

Could  they  but  see  thy  face  : 
O  let  me  hear  thy  quickening*  voicCj 
And  taste  thy  pard'ning  grace ! 

HYMN  173.    C.  M. 

1  TESUS,  the  all-restoring  Word, 
^  My  fallen  spirit's  hope, 
After  thy  lovely  likeness.  Lord, 

Ah,  when  shall  I  wake  up  ! 

2  Thou,  O  my  God,  thou  only  art 

The  Life,  the  Truth,  the  Way; 
Quicken  my  soul,  instruct  my  heart, 
My  sinking  foot^eps  stay. 

3  Of  all  thou  hast  in  earth  below. 

In  heaven  above  te  give. 
Give  me  thy  only  love  to  know, 
In  thee  to  walk  and  live. 


174 


PRAYER  AND 


4  Fill  me  with  all  the  life  of  love ; 

In  mystic  union  join 
Me  to  thyself,  and  let  me  prove 
The  fellowship  divine. 

5  Open  the  intercourse  between 

My  longing"  soul  and  thee, 
Never  to  be  broke  off  again 
To  all  eternity. 

HYMN  174.    C.  M, 

1  T  ORD,  all  I  am  is  known  to  thee ; 

In  vain  my  soul  would  try 
To  shun  thy  presence,  or  to  flee 
The  notice  of  thinfe  eye. 

2  Thy  all-surrounding"  sight  surveys 

My  rising  and  my  rest, 
My  public  walks,  my  private  ways. 
The  secrets  of  my  breast. 

3  My  thoughts  lie  open  to  thee,  Lord,  . 

Before  they're  form'd  within. 
And  ere  my  lips  pronounce  the  word. 
Thou  know'st  the  sense  I  mean. 

4  O  wondrous  knowledge !  deep  and  high 

Where  can  a  creature  liide  ? 
Within  thy  circling  arms  I  lie^ 
Beset  on  every  side. 


INTERCESSION. 


175 


So  let  thy  grace  surround  me  still, 

And  like  a  bulwark  prove, 
To  g-uard  my  soul  from  every  ill, 

Secur'd  by  sovereign  love. 

HYMN  175.  L.  M. 

SHEPHERD  of  souls,  with  pitying*  eye. 
The  thousands  of  our  Israel  see : 
To  thee  in  tlieir  behalf  we  cry. 

Ourselves  but  newly  found  in  tlfee. 

!  See  where  o'er  desert  wastes  they  err. 
And  neither  food  nor  feeder  have ; 
Nor  fold,  nor  place  of  refuge  near ; 
For  no  man  cares  their  souls  to  save, 

1  Wild  as  the  untaught  Indian's  brood. 
The  Christian  savages  remain ; 
Strangers,  yea,  enemies  to  God, 

They  make  tliee  spill  thy  blood  in  vain, 

1)  Thy  people,  Lord,  are  sold  for  nought; 
Nor  know  they  their  Redeemer  nig'h : 
They  perish  whom  thyself  hast  bought; 
Their  souls  for  lack  of  knowledge  die. 

)  The  pit  its  mouth  hath  open'd  wide. 
To  swallow  VP  its  careless  prey : 
Why  should  they  die,  when  thou  hast  died? 
Hast  died  to  bear  tlieir  sins  away  ? 


176 


PRAYER  AND 


6  Why  should  the  foe  thy  purchase  seize 

Remember,  Lord,  thy  dying  groans : 
The  meed  of  all  thy  sufferings  these ; 
O  claim  them  for  thy  ransomed  ones. 

7  Extend  to  these  thy  pard'ning  grace : 

To  these  be  thy  salvation  show'd  i 
O  add  them  to  thy  chosen  race ! 

O  sprinkle  all  their  hearts  with  blood 

8  Still  let  the  publicans  draw  near : 

Open  the  door  of  faith  and  heaven ; 
And  grant  their  hearts  thy  word  to  hear, 
And  witness  all  their  sins  forgiven. 

HYMN  176.    C.  M. 

1  "[jrERE,  in  the  presence  of  our  God, 
-ML   WeVe  met  to  seek  his  face : 
O  let  us  feel  th'  eternal  Word, 

And  feast  upon  thy  grace. 

2  O  may  this  be  a  happy  hour 

To  every  mourning  soul ; 
Display  thy  love,  make  known  thy  pow'r, 
And  make  the  wounded  whole. 

3  O  may  a  spark  of  heavenly  fire, 

Each  stupid  soul  inflame : 
And  sacred  love  our  hearts  inspire, 
To  praise  thy  worthy  name. 


Ai 


INTERCESSION.  177 

Let  every  soul  the  Saviour  see. 

And  taste  his  heavenly  love : 
And  every  heart  for  ever  be 

In  praise  to  thee  above. 

And  when  our  mortal  days  are  o'er, 

And  we  shall  hence  remove, 
Help  us  to  thy  right  hand  to  soar. 

Thine  endless  love  to  prove. 

HYMN  177.    L.  M. 

ONCE  more  a  pleasant  interview 
The  Lord  doth  grant  us,  to  renew 
Our  social  friendship,  kind  and  dear ; 
Our  hearts  to  warm,  our  souls  to  cheer. 

While  we  were  absent  far  abroad. 
We  saw  the  kindness  of  our  God ; 
Therefore  his  love  let  us  adore. 
That  we  are  here  alive  once  more. 

How  many  souls  have  launched  away 
To  everlasting  night  or  day  ! 
In  sickness  many  more  remain. 
Whilst  we  our  life  and  health  retain. 

Into  his  presence  let  us  haste. 
And  thank  him  for  his  favours  past ; 
Down  on  your  knees  devoutly  all. 
Before  the  Lord,  our  maker,  fall. 


178 


PRAYER  AND 


,     HYMN  178.    L.  M. 

1  "l^lThere  two  or  three,  with  sweet  accoi 

^  ^    Obedient  to  their  sovereigri  Lord 
Meet  to  recount  his  acts  of  gTace, 
And  offer  solemn  prayer  and  praise  : 

2  '^There/'  says  the  Saviour,  "will  I  be 
Amid  that  little  company ;  ' 
To  them  unveil  my  smiling*  face, 

And  shed  my  glory  round  the  place.'* 

3  We  meet  at  thy  command,  dear  Lord, 
Relying-  on  thy  faithful  word : 

O  send  thy  Spirit  from  above. 

And  fill  our  hearts  with  heavenly  love. 

HYMN  179.    6  lines  8s. 

1  TEStJS,  thou  sovereig-n  Lord  of  all, 
^   The  same  through  one  eternal  day. 
Attend  thy  feeblest  follower's  call. 

And  O,  instruct  us  hovv^  to  pray ! 
Pour  out  the  supplicating-  g-race. 
And  stir  us  up  to  seek  thy  face. 

2  We  cannot  think  a  gracious  thought. 

We  cannot  feel  a  good  desire, 
Till  thou,  who  ca-lPdst  a  world  from  nougl: 

The  power  into  our  hearts  inspire; 
And  then  we  in  the  Spirit  groan. 
And  then  we  give  thee  back  thine  own. 


INTERGESSIONi. 


179 


J  Jesus,  regard  the  joint  complaint, 
Of  ail  thy  tempted  followers  here. 
And  now  supply  the  common  want. 
And  send  us  down  the  Comforter, 
The  Spirit  of  ceasless  prayer  impart. 
And  fix  tliy  Ag-ent  in  our  heart, 
i  . 

|.-  Come  in  thy  pleading*  Spirit  down, 
To  us  who  for  thy  coming-  stay ; 
Of  all  thy  gifts  we  ask  but  one, 

We  ask  the  constant  power  to  pray ; 
InduJg-e  us,  Lord,  in  this  request, 
Thou  canst  not  then  deny  the  rest. 

HYMN  180.    S.  >L 

JESUS,  my  Lord,  attend 
Thy  feeble  creature's  cry  ; 
And  show  thyself  the  sinner's  friend, 
And  set  me  up  on  high. 

!  From  hell's  oppressive  power 
My  struggling*  soul  release; 
.And  to  thy  Father's  grace  restore ; 
And  to  thy  perfect  peace. 

}  Thy  blood  and  righteousness 
I  make  my  only  plea; 
My  present  and  eternal  peace. 
Are  both  deriv'd  f^om  thee. 


180 


PRAYER  AND 


4  Rivers  of  life  divine 

From  thee,  their  fountain,  flow  ; 
And  all  who  know  that  love  of  thine,  y  \ 
The  joy  of  ang-els  know. 

5  Come  then  impute,  impart  | 

To  me  thy  rig-hteousness ; 
And  let  me  taste  how  good  thou  art. 
How  full  of  truth  and  grace  ; 

6  That  thou  canst  here  forgive 

Grant  me  to  testify ; 
And  justify 'd  by  faith  to  live. 
And  in  that  faith  to  die. 

HYMN  181.    L.  M, 

1  RE  AT  Godj  indulge  my  himnible  claim 

Be  thou  my  hope,  my  joy,  my  rest; 
The  glories  that  compose  thy  name 
Stands  all  engag'd  to  make  me  blest. 

2  Thou  great  and  good,  thou  just  and  wise 

Thou  art  my  Father  and  my  God ! 
And  I  am  thine  by  sacred  ties. 

Thy  son,  thy  servant  bought  with  blood 

3  With  heart,  and  eyes,  and  lifted  hands^i  ; 

For  thee  I  long,  to  thee  I  look, 
As  travellers  in  thirsty  lands 
Pant  for  the  cooling  water  brook.  i 


INTERCESSION. 


181 


*  I  E'en  life  itself,  without  thy  love,  ^ 
No  lasting"  pleasure  can  afford ; 
»      Yea,  'twould  a  tiresome  burden  prove. 
If  I  were  banish'd  from  thee.  Lord! 

!  5  I'll  lift  my  hands,  I'll  raise  my  voice. 

While  I  have  breath  to  pray  or  praise: 
This  work  shall  make  my  heart  rejoice, 
And  spend  the  remnant  of  my  days. 

HYMN  182.    C.  M. 

I  1  ^OME  Holy  Spirit,  heavenly  dove, 
^  With  all  thy  quick'ning*  powers ; 
Kindle  a  flame  of  sacred  love. 
In  these  cold  hearts  of  ours. 

2  Look  how  we  grovel  here  below, 
t;        Fond  of  these  earthly  toys ; 

Our  souls  how  heavenly  they  go, 
t-         To  reach  eternal  joys ! 

^*  i  3  In  vain  we  tune  our  formal  songs. 
In  vain  we  strive  to  rise : 
Hosannas  languish  on  our  tongues 
^         And  our  devotion  dies. 

'i  4  Dear  Lord !  and  shall  we  ever  live 
At  this  poor  dying  rate ; 
Our  love  so  faint,  so  cold  to  thee^ 
And  thine  to  us  so  great  ? 
M 


182 


PRAYER  &C. 


5  Come,  Holy  Spirit,  heavenly  clove, 
With  all  thy  quick'ning"  powers ; 
Come  shed  abroad  the  Saviour's  love, 
And  that  shall  kindle  ours. 

HYMN  183.    P.  M.  8,  7,  8,  7,  4,  7. 

1  ^JAVIOUR,  visit  thy  plantation, 
^  Grant  us.  Lord,  a  gracious  rain ! 
All  will  come  to  desolation, 

Unless  tliou  return  again. 

Lord,  revive  us ; 
All  our  help  must  come  from  thee. 

2  Keep  no  longer  at  a  distance. 

Shine  upon  us  from  on  high, 
Lest  for  want  of  thy  assistance. 
Every  plant  should  droop  and  die. 
Lord,  revive  us,  &c. 

5  Let  our  mutual  love  be  fervent. 
Make  us  prevalent  in  pray'rs ; 
Let  each  one  esteem  thy  servant. 
Shun  the  world's  bewitcliing  snares. 
Lord,  revive  us,  &c. 

4  Break  the  tempter's  fatal  power, 
Turn  the  stony  heart  to  flesh ; 
And  begin  from  this  good  hour, 
To  revive  thy  work  afresh. 
Lord,  revive  us,  &.c. 


183 


WATCHFULNESS, 

HYMN  184.  S, 

1  A  CHARGE  to  keep  I  have, 

A  God  to  glorify ; 
A  never-dying"  soul  to  save. 
And  fit  it  for  the  sky. 

2  To  serve  the  present  age, 

My  calling  to  fulfil : 
O  may  it  all  ray  powers  engage,, 
To  do  my  Master's  wilL 

3  Arm  me  with  jealous  care. 

As  in  thy  sight  to  live ; 
And  O  thy  servant,  Lord,  prepare^ 
A  strict  account  to  give  ! 

4  Help  me  to  watch  and  pray. 

And  on  thyself  rely, 
Assur'd  if  I  my  trust  betra}-^  i 
I  shall  for  ever  die. 


HYMN  185.  S.M. 

1  11  ID  me  of  men  beware, 

And  to  my  ways  take  heed ; 
Discern  their  every  secret  snarCj, 
And  circumspectlv  tread. 


cumspeci 

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184  WATCHFULNESS. 


2  O  may  I  calmly  wait 

Thy  succours  from  above  I 
And  stand  ag-ainst  their  open  hate. 
And  well-dissembled  love. 

3  My  spirit,  Lord,  alarm, 

When  men  and  devils  join : 
'Gainst  all  the  powers  of  Satan  arm. 
In  panoply  (fivine. 

4  O  may  I  set  my  face. 

His  onsets  to  repel! 
Quench  all  his  fiery  darts,  and  chase 
The  fiend  to  his  own  hell. 

Si  But  above  all,  afraid 

Of  my  own  bosom  foe, 
Still  let  me  seek  to  thee  for  aid. 
To  thee  my  weakness  show. 

6  Hang  on  thy  arm  alone. 

With  self- distrusting"  care. 
And  deeply  in  the  Spirit  groan,; 
The  never-ceasing  prayer. 

HYMN  186.    S.  M. 

1       IVE  me  a  sober  mind, 

A  quick  discerning  eye, 
The  first  approach  of  sin  to  find. 
And  all  occasions  fly. 


WATCHFULNESS. 


185 


2  Still  may  I  cleave  to  thee, 

And  never  more  depart, 
But  watch  with  godly  jealousy, 
Over  my  evil  heart. 

3  Thus  may  I  pass  my  days 

Of  sojourning"  beneath, 
And  languish  to  conclude  my  race, 
And  render  up  my  breath. 

4f  In  humble  love  and  fear. 
Thine  image  to  regain. 
And  see  thee  in  the  clouds  appear. 
And  rise  with  thee  to  reign ! 

HYMN  187.    C.  M. 

1  A  LAS,  what  hourly  dsngers  rise ! 

What  snares  beset  my  way ! 
To  heaven,  O  let  me  lift  mine  eyes, 
j       And  hourly  watch  and  pray. 

2  How  oft  my  mournful  thoughts  complain, 

And  melt  in  flowing  tears : 
My  weak  resistance,  ah,  how  vain ! 
How  strong  my  fpes  and  fears ! 

3  O  gracious  God,  in  whom  I  live. 

My  feeble  efforts  aid ; 
Help  me  to  watch,  and  pray,  and  strive, 
Through  trembling  and  afraid. 


186 


WATCHFULNESS. 


4  Increase  my  faith,  increase  my  hope^  { .  | 

When  foes  and  fears  prevail ; 
And  bear  my  fainting-  spirit  up, 
Or  soon  my  strength  will  fail. 

5  Whene'er  temptations  frig-ht  my  hearty     I '. 

Or  lure  my  feet  aside, 
My  God,  thy  powerful  aid  impart,  J 
My  g-uardian  and  my  guide. 

6  O  keep  me  in  thy  heavenly  way. 

And  bid  the  tempter  flee ; 
And  let  me  never,  never  stray 

From  happiness  and  thee.  ' 

HYMN  188.  CM. 

1  T  ET  Zion'^s  w^atchmen  all  awake  \l 
-■-i  And  take  the'  alarm  they  give. 
Now  let  them  from  the  mouth  of  God^ 

Theii*  aw:ful  charge  receive. 

2  'Ti&  not  a  cause  of  small  import. 

The  pastor's  care  demands: 
But  what  might  fill  an  angel's  heart,. 
And  fill'd  a  Saviour's  hands. 

3  They  watch  for  souls,  for  which  the  Lord 

Did  heavenly  bliss  forego  1 
For  souls,  which  must  for  ever  live^ 
In  raptures,  or  in  woe : 


WATCHFULNESS.  187 


And  to  the  great  tribunal  haste, 
The'  account  to  render  there ; 

And  shouldst  thou  strictly  mark  our  faults^ 
Lord,  where  should  we  appear ! 

May  they  that  Jesus  whom  they  preachy 

Their  own  Redeemer  see. 
And  watch  thou  daily  o*er  their  souls. 

That  they  may  watch  for  thee. 

HYMN  189.    S.  M. 

I^RACIOUS  Redeemer,  shake 

Tliis  slumber  from  my  soul ! 
Say  to  me  now,  "Awake,  awake. 
And  Christ  shall  make  thee  whole/* 

Lay  to  thy  mighty  hand. 

Alarm  me  in  this  hour  : 
And  make  me  fully  understand 

The  thunder  of  thy  power! 

Give  me  on  thee  to  call. 

Always  to  watch  and  pray. 
Lest  I  into  temptation  fall, 

And  cast  my  shield  away. 

For  each  assault  prepar'd. 

And  ready  may  I  be. 
For  ever  standing"  on  my  guardj^ 

And  looking-  up  to  thee^ 


188 


THE  christian's 


5  O  do  thou  always  warn, 

My  soul  of  evil  near ! 
When  to  the  right  or  left  I  turn, 
Thy  voice  still  let  me  hear : 

6  "Come  back;  this  is  the  way! 

Come  back !  and  walk  therein 
O  may  I  hearken  and  obey, 
And  shun  the  paths  of  sin ! 

THE  CHRISTIAN'S  WARFARE, 

HYMN  190.    S.  M. 
First  Part, 

1  XT  ARK,  how  the  watchmen  cry ! 
-t-*-  Attend  the  trumpet's  sound; 
Stand  to  your  arms,  the  foe  is  nigh ; 

The  powers  of  hell  surround, 

2  Who  bow  to  Christ's  command. 

Your  arms  and  hearts  prepare ; 
The  day  of  battle  is  at  hand ! 
Go  forth  to  g-lorious  war ! 

3  See,  on  the  mountain  top. 

The  standard  of  your  God ! 
In  Jesus'  name  I  lift  it  up, 

AU  stain'd  with  hallow'd  blood. 


WARFARE. 


189 


4  His  standard  bearer,  I 

To  all  the  nations  call  : 
Let  all  to  Jesus'  cross  draw  nigh ; 
He  bore  the  cross  for  all, 

5  Go  up  with  Christ,  your  Head, 

Your  Captain's  footsteps  see ; 
Follow  your  Captain,  and  be  led 
To  certain  victory. 

6  All  power  to  him  is  given : 

He  ever  reigns  the  same : 
Salvation,  happiness,  and  heaven. 
Are  all  in  Jesus'  name. 

7  Only  have  faith  in  God: 

In  faith  your  foes  assail : 
Not  wrestling  against  flesh  and  blood. 
But  all  the  powers  of  hell : 

8  From  thrones  of  glory  driven. 

By  flaming  vengeance  hurl'd, 
They  throng  the  air,  and  darken  heaven, 
And  rule  this  lower  world. 

HYMN  191.    S.  M. 

Second  Part. 

1    4  NGELS  your  march  oppose. 
Who  still  in  strength  excel. 
Your  secret,  sworn,  eternal  foes. 
Countless,  invisible ; 


190  THE  christian's 

2  With  rage  that  never  ends. 

Their  heUish  arts  they  try : 
Leg-ions  of  dire,  mahcious  fiends,. 
And  spirits  enthroned  on  high.. 

3  On  earth  th'  usurpers  reign. 

Exert  their  baneful  power ; 
O'er  the  poor  fallen  sons  of  men 
They  tyrannize  their  hour. 

4  But  shall  behevers  fear? 

But  shall  believers  fly  ? 
Or  see  the  bloody  cross  appear,. 
And  all  their  powers  defy  ? 

5  Jesus*  tremendous  name 

Puts  all  our  foes  to  flight ! 
Jesus,  the  meek,  the  angiy  Lamb,. 
A  Lion  is  in  fight. 

6  By  all  hell's  host  withstood. 

We  all  hell's  host  o'erthrow ; 
And  conquering  them  through  Jesus* 
We  on  to  conquer  go.  [blood,, 
!r  Our  Captain  leads  us  on; 

He  beckons  from  the  skies. 
And  reaches  out  a  starry  crown. 
And  bids  us  take  the  prize. 
8  "Be  faithful  unto  death ; 
Partake  my  victory. 
And  thou  shalt  wear  this  glorious  wreath» 
And  thou  shalt  reign  with  me»'* 


WARFARE, 


191 


*  HYMN  192.    L.  M. 

COME  ye  that  love  the  Lord  indeed ; 
Who  are  from  sm  and  bondag-e  freed; 
Submit  to  all  the  ways  of  God, 
And  walk  the  narrow,  happy  road. 

!  Great  tribulation  you  shall  meet. 
But  soon  shall  walk  the  g-olden  street, 
Thoug-h  hell  may  rag-e  and  vent  its  spite,. 
Yet  Christ  will  save  liis  hearths  delig-ht. 

'  Behold  the  rig-hteous  marching*  home. 
And  all  the  angels  bid  them  come. 
While  Christ,  the  Judg'e,  these  words  pro- 
claims, 

'^Here  comes  my  saints,  I  own  their  namesi 

'■i  "Ye  everlasting"  gates  fly  wide ; 

Make  ready  to  receive  my  bride ; 

Ye  harps  of  heaven  now  sound  aloud, 
,  Here  comes  the  purchase  of  my  blood.^* 

1)  In  grandeur  see  the  royal  line. 

In  glittering  robes  the  sun  outsliine ; 
[  See  saints  and  angels  join  in  one, 
i  And  march  in  splendor  to  the  throne,. 

j)  They  stand  and  wonder  and  look  on ; 
They  join  in  one  eternal  song. 
Their  great  Redeemer  to  admire, 
While  raptures  set  their  souls  on  fire. 


192 


THE  christian's 


HYMN  193..  P.  M.  7s. 

1  TESUS,  lover  of  my  soul, 
^   Let  me  to  thy  bosom  fly ; 
While  the  billows  near  me  roU, 

While  the  tempest  still  is  nig-h.        v  | 

2  Hide  me,  O  my  Saviour,  hide. 

Till  the  storm  of  Hfe  is  past ;  ' 
Safe  into  the  haven  guide, 

O  receive  my  soul  at  last !  .  j 

3  Other  refuge  have  I  none, 

Hangs  my  helpless  soul  on  thee ; 
Leave,  ah !  leave  me  not  alone  — 
Still  support  and  comfort  me ! 

4  All  my  trust  on  thee  is  stay'd, 

All  my  help  from  thee  I  bring. 
Cover  my  defenceless  head 
With  the  shadow  of  thy  wing. 

5  Thou  of  life  the  Fountain  art, 

Freely  let  me  take  of  thee  : 
Spring  thou  up  within  my  heart — 
Rise  to  all  eternity ! 

HYMN  194.    C.  M.  1 

1  rWlRY  us,  O  God,  and  search  the  ground 
Of  every  sinful  heart : 
Whate'er  of  sin  in  us  is  found, 
O  bid  it  all  depart ! 


WARFARE.  193 

'  When  to  the  right  or  left  we  stray. 

Leave  us  not  comfortless ; 
But  guide  our  feet  into  the  way 

Of  everlasting  peace. 
Help  us,  to  help  each  other,  Lord, 

Each  other's  cross  to  bear  ; 
Let  each  his  friendly  aid  afford. 

And  feel  his  brother's  care. 
Help  us  to  build  each  other  up. 

Our  little  stock  improve ; 
Increase  our  faith,  confirm  our  hope, 

And  perfect  us  in  love. 
Up  into  thee,  our  living  Head, 

Let  us  in  all  things  grow ; 
Till  thou  hast  made  us  free  indeed. 

And  spottless  here  below. 
Then  when  the  mighty  work  is  wrought. 

Receive  thy  ready  bride ; 
Give  us  in  heaven  a  happy  lot 

With  all  the  sanctify'd. 

HYMN  195.    4  8s  &  2  6s. 

OME  on,  my  partners  in  distress, 
^  My  comrades  through  the  wilderness. 

Who  still  your  bodies  feel: 
Awhile  forget  your  griefs  and  fears. 
And  look  beyond  this  vale  of  tears. 

To  that  celestial  hill. 


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2  Beyond  the  bounds  of  time  and  space. 
Look  forward  to  that  heavenly  place,  j 

The  saints'  secure  abode ; 
On  faith's  strong-  eagle  pinions  rise, 
And  force  your  passage  to  the  skies^ 

And  scale  the  mount  of  God. 

3  Who  suffer  with  your  Master  here. 
We  shall  before  his  face  appear, 

And  by  his  side  sit  down ; 
To  patient  faith  the  prize  is  sure ; 
And  all  that  to  the  end  endure 

The  cross,  shall  wear  the  crown, 

4  Thrice  blessed  bliss  inspiring*  hope! 
It  lifts  the  fainting"  spirits  up  ; 

It  brings  to  life  the  dead  : 
Our  conflicts  here  shall  soon  be  past. 
And  you  and  I  ascend  at  last. 

Triumphant  with  our  Head, 

^  That  great  mysterious  Deity, 
We  soon  with  open  face  shall  see. 

The  beatific  sight ; 
Shall  fill  the  heavenly  courts  with  prais< 
And  wide  diffuse  the  golden  blaze 
Of  everlasting  light. 

6  The  Father,  shining*  on  his  tlirone, 
The  glorious  co-eternal  Son, 
The  Spirit,  One  and  seven, 


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Conspire  our  rapture  to  complete  ; 
And  lo !  we  fall  before  his  feet, 
And  silence  heightens  heaven. 

In  hope  of  that  ecstatic  pause, 
Jesus,  we  now  sustain  the  cross. 

And  at  thy  footstool  fall ; 
Till  thou  our  hidden  life  reveal, 
Till  thou  our  ravish'd  spirits  fill. 

And  God  be  all  in  all. 

HYMN  196.    P.  M.  7s  &  6s. 

OH,  when  shall  1  see  Jesus, 
And  dwell  with  him  above, 
To  drink  the  flowing-  fountains 

Of  everlasting-  love  ? 
When  shall  I  be  deliver'd 

From  this  vain  world  of  sin. 
And  with  my  blessed  Jesus, 
Drink  endless  pleasures  in? 

But  now  I  am  a  soldier. 

My  Captain  ^s  gone  before 
He 's  g-iven  me  my  orders, 

And  tells  me  not  to  fear. 
And  if  I  hold  out  faithful, 

A  crown  of  life  he  '11  g-ive. 
And  all  his  valiant  soldiers 

Eternal  life  shall  have. 


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3  Through  grace,  I  am  determin'd 

To  conquer,  though  I  die  ; 
And  then  away  to  Jesus 

On  wings  of  love  I'll  fly. 
Farewell  to  sin  and  sorrow, 

I  bid  them  all  adieu ; 
And  you  my  friends  prove  faithful. 

And  on  your  way  pursue. 

4  And  if  you  meet  with  troubles 

And  trials  on  the  way. 
Then  cast  your  care  on  Jesus, 

And  don't  forget  to  pray. 
Gird  on  your  heavenly  armour. 

Of  faith,  and  hope,  and  love. 
And  when  your  race  is  ended. 

You'll  reign  with  him  above. 

5  O  do  not  be  discourag'd. 

For  Jesus  is  your  friend. 
And  if  you  lack  for  knowledge. 

He  '11  not  refuse  to  lend. 
Neither  will  he  upbraid  you. 

Though  often  you  request. 
He'll  give  you  grace  to  conquer. 

And  take  you  home  to  rest. 


WARFARE. 


HYMN  197.    C.  M. 

1  A  M  I  a  soldier  of  the  cross, 

A  follower  of  the  Lamb  ? 
And  shall  I  fear  to  own  his  cause. 
Or  blush  to  speak  his  name  I 

2  Must  I  be  carried  to  the  skies, 

On  flowry  beds  of  ease  ? 
While  others  foug-ht  to  win  the  priz 
And  saiPd  throug-h  bloody  seas. 

3  Are  there  no  foes  for  me  to  face. 

Must  I  not  stem  the  flood  ? 
Is  this  vain  world  a  friend  to  g-race. 
To  help  me  on  to  God  ? 

4  Sure  I  must  fig"ht,  if  I  would  reig-n ; 

Increase  my  courag-e,  Lord ! 
ni  bear  the  toil,  endure  the  pain. 
Supported  by  thy  word. 

5  Thy  saints  in  all  this  g-lorious  war. 

Shall  conquer  thoug-h  they  die ; 
They  see  the  triumph  from  afar. 
With  faith's  discerning"  eye. 

6  When  that  illustrious  day  shall  rise. 

And  all  thy  armies  shine 
In  robes  of  vict'ry  through  the  skies 
The  glory  shall  be  thine» 


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HYMN  198.  CM. 

I  XTE  weary,  heavy  laden  soulsj  , 
i    Who  are  oppressed  sore^ 
Te  travellers  through  the  wilderness^ 

To  Canaan's  peaceful  shore; 
Tho'  chilling"  winds  and  beating*  rains^ 

The  waters  deep  and  cold, 
And  enemies  surrounding"  you--^ 
Take  courag-e  and  be  bold. 

S  Though  storms  and  hurricanes  arise >     *  i 

The  desert  all  around. 
And  fiery  serpents  oft  appear^ 

Through  the  enchanted  ground ; 
Bark  nights,  and  clouds,  and  gloomy  fearS] 

And  dragons  often  roar,  1 
But  while  the  gospel  trump  we  hear. 

We'll  press  for  Canaan's  shore. 

3  We're  often  like  the  lonesome  dove, 

Who  mourns  her  absent  mate. 
From  hill  to  hill,  from  vale  to  vale. 

Her  sorrows  to  relate. 
But  Canaan's  land  is  just  before. 

Sweet  spring  is  coming  on ;, 
A  few  more  beating  winds  and  rains. 

And  winter  will  be  gone. 

4  Sometimes,  like  mountains  to  the  sky. 

Black  Jordan's  billows  roar ; 


WARFARE. 


Which  often  make  the  pilgrims  fear 

The}^  never  will  g-et  o^er. 
*r    But  let  us  gain  mount  Pisgah's  top, 

And  view  the  vernal  plain ; 
To  fright  our  souls,  may  Jordan  roar, 

And  hell  may  rage  in  vain. 
5  O  what  a  glorious  sight  appears 

To  my  believing  eyes ! 
Methinks  T  see  Jerusalem, 

A  city  in  the  skies  ! 
Bright  angels  wliisper  me  away — 

O  come !  my  brother,  come  I 
And  I  am  willing  to  be  gone 

To  my  eternal  home. 

HYMN  199.    C.  M. 

1  TN  all  my  Lord^s  appointed  ways, 
-■-  My  journey  I'll  pursue ; 
Hinder  me  not,  ye  much  lov'd  saints, 

For  I  must  go  with  you. 

2  Through  floods  and  flames^  if  Jesus  le 

I'll  follow  where  he  goes ; 
Hinder  me  not,  shall  be  my  cry, 
Though  earth  and  heU  oppose. 

3  Through  duty  and  through  trials  too^ 

I'll  go  at. his  command; 
Hinder  me  not,  for  T  am  bound 
To  my  ImmanuePs  land. 


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4  And  when  my  Saviour  calls  me  home. 
Still  this  my  cry  shall  be, 
Hinder  me  not — come  welcome  death ; 
I'll  gladly  g"0  with  thee. 

HYMN  200.    S.  M. 

1  TI/ffY  soul  be  on  thy  g-uard, 
Ivi  Ten  thousand  foes  arise ; 
And  hosts  of  sin  are  pressing-  hard. 

To  draw  thee  from  the  skies. 

2  O  watch,  and  fig-ht  and  pray. 

The  battle  ne'er  give  o'eri 
Renew  it  boldly  ev'ry  day. 
And  help  divine  implore. 

3  Ne'er  think  the  vict'ry  won. 

Nor  once  at  ease  sit  down ; 
Thy  arduous  work  will  not  be  done, 
'Till  thou  hast  got  thy  crown. 

4  Fight  on,  my  soul,  till  death 

Shall  bring  thee  to  thy  God ; 
He'll  take  thee  at  thy  parting*  breath. 
Up  to  liis  blest  abode. 

HYMN  201.    4  lines  7s. 

1  l^ttRIST,  he  sits  on  Zion's  hill. 
He  receives  poor  sinners  still; 
Will  you  serve  this  blessed  King", 
Come,  enlist,  and  with  me  sing : 


WARFARE* 


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CHORUS,  —  I  Ms  soldier  sure  shall  be, 
Happy  in  eternity, 

2  I  by  faith  enlisted  am, 

In  the  service  of  the  land ; 
Present  pay  I  now  receive. 
Peace  of  conscience  he  doth  give* 

3  What  a  Captain  I  have  got. 
Is  not  mine  a  happy  lot  ? 
Therefore  we  will  take  the  sword, 
Fight  for  Jesus  Christ  our  Lord. 

4  Let  the  world  their  forces  join. 
With  the  powers  of  hell  combine. 
Greater  is  my  King  than  they. 
Surely  I  shall  win  the  day. 

5  Wicked  men  I  do  not  fear. 
Though  they  persecute  me  here ; 
Though  they  may  my  body  kill, 

,    Yet  my  King's  on  Zion's  liill. 

6  Brother  soldiers,  still  fight  on. 
Till  the  battle  you  have  won  ,* 
The  great  Captain  you  have  chose, 
Never  did  a  battle  lose. 

7  Oh!  ye  young,  ye  gay,  ye  proud! 
You  must  die  and  wear  the  shroud ; 
Time  will  rob  you  of  your  bloom ; 
Death  will  drag  you  to  the  tomb. 


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8  Will  you  g-o  to  heaven  or  hell  ?  T> 
One  you  must,  and  there  to  dwell  j 
Christ  will  come,  and  quickly  too 

I  must  meet  him,  so  must  you. 

9  The  white  throne  will  soon  appear. 
All  the  world  must  then  draw  near; 
Sinners  will  be  driven  down. 
Saints  will  wear  a  starry  crown. 


TRUSTING  IN  GRACE  AND 
PROVIDENCE. 


HYMN  202.    S.  M. 

1  ^  RACE !  His  a  charming*  sound ! 
vjr  Harmonious  to  the  ear ! 
Heaven  with  the  echo  shall  resound. 

And  all  the  earth  shall  hear. 

2  Grace  first  contrived  the  way 

To  save  rebellious  man  ; 
And  all  the  steps  that  g'race  display 
Which  drew  the  woildrous  plan. 

3  Grace  led  my  roving"  feet 

To  tread  the  heavenly  road ; 
And  new  supplies,  each  hour,  I  meetj 
While  pressing*  on  to  God, 


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i  Onaoe  taug"ht  my  ^oul  to  pray, 
And  made  my  eyes  o'er  flow : 
'Twas  grace  which  kept  me  to  this  day^j 
And  will  not  let  me  go, 
f  Grace  all  the  work  shall  crown, 
Through  everlasting-  days; 
Jt  lays  in  heaven  the  topmost  stone. 
And  well  deserves  the  praise, 

HYMN  203,    P,  M. 

X  mnOUGH  troubles  assail, 
-fi-    And  dangers  affright. 
Though  friends  should  all  fail. 

And  foes  all  unite : 
Yet  one  thing  secures  us. 

Whatever  betide. 
The  promise  assures  us. 

The  Lord  will  provide, 

2  The  birds,  without  barn 

Or  storehouse,  are  fedj 
From  them  let  us  learn 

To  trust  for  our  bread : 
His  saints  what  is  fitting 

Shall  never  be  deni'd, 
So  long  as  'tis  written, 

The  Lord  will  provide, 

3  We  all  may,  like  ships. 

By  tempests  be  tost 


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On  perilous  deeps^ 
But  need  not  be  lost  ; 

Though  Satan  enrag-es 
The  wmd  and  the  tide. 

Yet  Scripture  engages. 
The  Lord  will  provide. 

4  His  call  we  obey. 

Like  Abrah'm  of  old  ; 
We  know^  not  the  way, 

But  faith  makes  us  bold  ; 
For  though  we  are  strangers, 

Vv"e  have  a  sure  guide, 
And  trust  in  all  dangers, 

The  Lord  will  provide 

5  When  Satan  appears 

To  stop  up  our  path. 
And  fills  us  with  fears. 

We  triumph  by  ftiith  ; 
He  cannot  take  from  us 

(Though  oft  he  has  tri'd) 
The  heart-cheering  promise. 

The  Lord  v/ill  provide. 

6  He  tells  us  we  ^re  weak. 

Our  hope  is  in  vain. 
The  good  that  we  seek 

We  ne'er  shall  obtain  : 
But  when  such  suggestions 

Our  graces  have  ti-iM,. 


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This  answers  all  questions. 
The  Lord  will  provide. 

7  No  strength  of  our  own. 

Nor  g-oodness  we  claim : 
Our  trust  is  all  thrown 

On  Jesus's  name ; 
In  this  our  strong  tower 

For  safety  we  hide ; 
The  Lord  is  our  power, 

The  Loud  will  provide. 

8  When  life  sinks  apace. 

And  death  is  in  view, 
The  word  of  his  grace 

Shall  comfort  us  through : 
Not  fearing  or  doubting, 

With  Christ  on  our  side, 
We  hope  to  die  shouting. 

The  Lord  will  provide. 

HYMN  204.    6  lines  8s. 

1  npHOU  hidden  source  of  calm  repose, 

Thou  all-sufficient  love  divine. 
My  help  and  refuge  from  my  foes, 

Secure  I  am  if  thou  art  mine : 
And  lo !  from  sin,  and  grief,  and  shame, 
I  hide  me,  Jesus,  in  thy  name. 

2  Thy  mighty  name  salvation  is. 

And  keeps  ray  happy  soul  above : 


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Comfort  it  brings,  and  power,  and  peacCj 

And  joy,  and  everlasting-  love; 
To  me,  with  thy  great  name  are  given^  v 
Pardon,  and  holiness,  and  li,eaven. 

3  Jesus,  my  all  in  all  thou  art, 

My  rest  in  toil,  my  ease  in  pain ; 
The  med'cine  of  my  broken  heart ; 

Tn  war,  my  peace ;  in  loss,  my  gain  j 
My  smile  beneath  the  tyrant's  frown. 
In  shame,  my  glory  and  n^y  crown. 

4  In  want,  my  plentiful  supply. 

In  weakness,  my  almighty  power ; 
In  bonds,  my  perfect  liberty. 

My  light,  in  Satan's  darkest  hour; 
In  grief,  my  joy  unspeakable. 
My  life  in  death,  my  all  in  all. 

HYMN  205,    4  /znes  7s. 

1  'fff^IS  religion  that  can  give 

A   Sweetest  pleasures  wlijle  we  live;; 
'Tis  religion  must  supply 
Solid  comfort  when  we  die, 

2  After  death  its  jo^ys  will  be 
Lasting  as  eternity ; 

If  the  Saviour  is  my  friend. 
Then  my  bliss  shall  never  end. 


AND  PROVIDENCE* 


HYMN  206.    4  lines  Ts. 

CHILDREN  of  the  heavenly  Kmg^ 
As  we  journey  let  us  sing"; 
Sing*  our  Saviour^s  worthy  praise^, 
Glorious  in  his  works  and  ways. 
We  are  travelling-  home  to  Godj, 
In  the  way  our  fathers  trod  j 
They  are  happy  now,  and  we 
Soon  their  happiness  shall  see, 

O  ye  banish'd  seed^be  glad, 
Christ  our  Advocate  is  made  : 
Us  to  save  our  flesh  assumes. 
Brother  to  our  souls  becomes. 

Fear  not,  brethren,  joyful  stand 
On  the  borders  of  our  land; 
Jesus  Christ,  our  Father^s  Son,, 
Bids  us  undismayM  g-o  on. 
Lord!  obediently  we  '11  g-o. 
Gladly  leaving-  all  below ; 
Only  thou  our  leader  be. 
And  we  still  will  follow  thee  I 

HYMN20r,  CM.. 

GOD  moves  in  a  mysterious  way,. 
His  wonders  to  perform ; 
He  plants  his  footsteps  in  the  sea^ 
And  rides  upon  the  storm. 


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2  Deep  in  unfathomable  mines  I 

Of  never  failing*  skill,  |  Fr 

He  treasures  up  nis  bright  desig'ns,  '  j  T( 

And  works  his  sovereign  will.  S( 

3  Ye  fearful  saints,  fresh  courage  take,  C' 

The  clouds  ye  so  much  dread,  Ti 
Are  big  with  mercy,  and  shall  break  Hi 
In  blessing's  on  your  head.  Id 

4  Judge  not  the  Lord  by  feeble  sense, 

But  trust  him  for  his  grace ; 
Behind  a  frowning-  providence,  | 
He  hides  a  smiling  face. 

5  His  purposes  will  ripen  fast. 

Unfolding  every  hour ; 
The  bud  may  have  a  bitter  taste. 

But  sweet  will  be  the  flower.  i 

6  Blind  unbelief  is  sure  to  err. 

And  scan  liis  work  in  vain ; 
God  is  his  own  interpreter,  > 
And  he  will  make  it  plain. 

HYMN  208.    L.  M. 

1  T  ET  thoughtless  thousands  choose  th- 
road 

That  leads  the  soul  away  from  God : 
This  happiness,  dear  Lord,  be  mine. 
To  live  and  die  entirely  thine. 


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On  Christ,  by  faith,  my  soul  would  live. 
From  him,  my  life,  my  all  receive ; 
To  him  devote  my  fleeting"  hours, 
Serve  him  alone  with  all  my  powers, 

Christ  is  my  everlasting*  all. 
To  him  I  look,  on  him  I  call  ; 
He  will  my  every  want  supply, 
In  time  and  through  eternity. 

HYMN  209.    C.  M. 

WHEN  I  can  read  my  title  clear 
To  mansions  in  the  skies, 
I'll  bid  farewell  to  every  fear, 
And  wipe  my  weeping-  eyes. 

Should  earth  ag-ainst  my  soul  eng*age, 

And  fiery  darts  be  hurPd, 
Then  I  can  smile  at  Satan's  rag-e. 

And  face  a  frowning"  world. 

Let  cares  like  a  wild  deluge  come. 

Let  storms  of  sorrow  fall ; 
So  I  but  safely  reach  my  home, 

My  God,  my  heaven,  my  all. 

There  shall  I  bathe  my  weary  soul 
In  seas  of  heavenly  rest. 
And  not  a  wave  of  trouble  roll 
Across  my  peaceful  breast. 


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HYIVIN  210.    6  lines  8s. 

1  ^TIHE  Lord  my  pasture  shall  prepare, 

And  feed  me  with  a  shepherd's  cai 
His  presence  shall  my  wants  supply^ 
And  guard  me  with  a  watchful  eye : 
My  noon-day  w^alks  he  shall  attend,  . 
And  all  my  midnight  hours  defend.  ' 

2  When  in  the  sultry  glebe  I  f^nt. 
Or  on  the  thirsty  mountain  pant, 
To  fertile  vales  and  dewy  meads. 
My  weary  wand'ring  steps  he  leads, 
Where  peaceful  rivers,  soft  and  slow^ 
Amid  the  verdant  landscape  flow. 

S  Thoug^h  in  the  paths  of  death  I  tread. 
With  gloomy  horrors  overspread, 
My  steadfast  heart  shall  fear  no  ill, 
For  thou,  O  Lord,  art  with  me  still : 
Thy  friendly  crook  shall  g'ive  me  aid. 
And  guide  me  through  the  dreadful  shad 

4  Though  in  a  bare  and  rugged  way, 
Throug-h  devious,  lonely  wilds  I  stray. 
Thy  boii;ity  shall  m}^  pains  beg'uile, 
The  barren  wilderness  shall  smile. 
With  sudden  greens  and  herbage  crown'. 
And  streams  shall  murmur  all  around. 


AND  PROVIDENCE. 


HYMN  211.    L.  M. 


1    A  WAY,  my  unbelieving"  fear ! 

Fear  shall  in  me  no  more  have  pla 
My  Saviour  doth  not  yet  appear, 
He  hides  the  brightness  of  his  face : 

!  But  shall  I  therefore  let  him  g-Oj 
And  basely  to  the  tempter  yield  ? 
No,  in  the  strength  of  Jesus,  no, 
I  never  v/ill  g-ive  up  my  shield* 

Althoug-h  the  vine  its  fruit  deny. 
Although  the  olive  yield  no  oil. 

The  with'ring*  fig-trees  droop  and  die^ 
The  fields  elude  the  tiller's  toil. 

The  empty  stall  no  herd  afford. 
And  perish  all  the  bleating  raccj 

Yet  will  I  triumph  in  the  Lord, 
The  God  of  my  salvation  praisco 

'  Barren  although  my  soul  remain. 
And  not  one  bud  of  grace  appear^ 
No  fruit  of  ajl  my  toil  and  paiji, 
But  sin,  and  only  sin  is  here : 

Although  my  gifts  and  comforts  lost. 
My  blooming  hopes  cut  off  I  see  ; 

Yet  will  I  in  my  Saviour  trust. 
Arid  gloT}-  that  he  died  for  me. 


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7  In  hope  believing  ag-ainst  hope,  :  j 

Jesus,  my  Lord,  my  God,  I  claim,  .  \ 

Jesus,  my  strength,  shall  lift  me  up,  . ,  I 

Salvation  is  in  Jesus'  name.  ^ 

8  To  me  he  soon  shall  bring  it  nigh,  i 

My  soul  shall  then  outstrip  the  wind; 
On  wings  of  love  mount  up  on  high. 
And  leave  tlie  world  and  sin  behind. 

HYMN  212.    L.  M.  ' 

1  "OE ACE,  troubled  soul,  thou  need'st  nc 
-B^  fear ! 

Thy  great  Provider  still  is  near : 
Who  fed  thee  last,  will  feed  thee  still. 
Be  calm,  and  sink  into  his  will.  , 

2  The  Lord  who  built  the  earth  and  sky. 
In  mercy  stoops  to  hear  thy  cry ; 

His  promise  all  may  freely  claim, 
"Ask  and  receive  in  Jesus'  name." 

3  His  stores  are  open  all,  and  free 
To  such  as  truly  upright  be ; 
Water  and  bread  he  '11  give  for  food. 
With  all  things  else  which  he  sees  good. 

4  Your  sacred  hairs  which  ai^  so  small. 
By  God  himself  are  number'd  all; 
This  truth  he 's  publish'd  all  abroad, 
That  men  may  learn  to  trust  the  Lord. 


AND  PROVIDENCE. 


213 


r  The  ravens  daily  he  doth  feed, 
And  sends  them  food  as  they  have  need; 
Althoug-h  they  nothing*  have  in  store, 
Yet  as  they  lack  he  gives;  them  more. 

i  Then  do  not  seek  with  anxious  care. 
What  ye  shall  eat,  or  drink,  or  wear. 
Your  heavenly  Father  will  you  feed. 
He  knows  that  all  these  things  you  need» 

Without  reserve  g-ive  Clmst  your  heart; 
Let  him  his  rig-hteousness  impart; 
Then  all  thing-s  else  he  ^11  freely  g-ive ; 
With  Mm  you  all  things  shall  receive. 

\  Thus  shall  the  soul  be  truly  blest. 
That  seeks  in  God  his  only  rest ; 
May  I  that  happy  person  be. 
In  time  and  in  eternity. 

HYMN  213.    P.  M.  6,  5,  8,  5,  6,  8. 

1  £\  THOU,  in  whose  presence 

My  soul  takes  delig-ht. 
On  whom  in  affliction  I  call 

My  comfort  by  day. 

And  my  song  in  the  night. 
My  hope,  my  salvation,  my  all. 

2  Where  dost  thou  at  noon-tide 
Resort  with  thy  sheep, 

To  feed  on  the  pastures  of  love  f 
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214 


TRUSTING  IN  GRACE 


For  why  in  the  valley 
Of  death  should  I  weep, 
Or  alone  in  the  wilderness  rove  ?  ' 

3  O  why  should  I  wander 
An  ahen  from  thee. 

And  cry  in  the  desert  for  bread  ? 

Thy  foes  will  rejoice, 

When  my  sorrows  they  see, 
And  smile  at  tlie  tears  I  have  shed. 

4  Ye  daughters  of  Zion, 

Declare,  have  you  seen  * 
The  star  that  on  Israel  shone  ? 

Say  if  in  your  tents 

My  Beloved  has  been, 
And  where  with  his  flocks  he  is  gone  ? 

5  This  is  my  Beloved, 
His  form  is  divine, 

His  vestments  shed  odours  around; 

The  locks  on  his  head 

Are  as  g-rapes  on  the  vine. 
When  autumn  with  plenty  is  crown'd. 

6  The  roses  of  Sharon, 
The  lilies  that  grow. 

In  the  vales,  on  the  banks  of  the  streams 

On  his  cheek  in  the  beauty 

Of  excellcDce  blow. 
And  his  eyes  are  as  quivers  of  beams. 


AND  PROVIDENCE. 


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7  His  voice,  as  the  sound 
Of  the  diildmer  sweet. 

Is  heard  through  the  shadow  of  death ; 

The  cedars  of  Lebanon 

Bow  at  his  feet, 
The  air  is  perfum'd  with  his  breath, 

8  His  hps  as  a  fountain 
Of  righteousness  flow, 

That  waters  the  garden  of  grace. 
From  which  their  salvation 
The  Gentiles  shall  know. 

And  bask  in  the  smiles  of  his  face. 

9  Love  sits  in  his  eye-lids, 
And  scatters  delight 

Thro'  all  the  bright  mansions  on  high: 

Their  faces  the  cherubims 

Veil  in  his  sight. 
And  tremble  with  fulness  of  joy. 
10  He  looks  and,  ten  thousand 

Of  angels  rejoice, 
And  m3^riads  w  ait  for  his  word ; 

He  speaks,  and  eternity 

Fill'd  with  his  voice. 
He-echoes  the  praise  of  the  Lord, 


HYMN  214.    P.  M. 

AIN,  delusive  world,  adieu  ] 
With  all  of  creature  good^ 


216  TRUSTING  IN  GRACE 


Only  Jesus  I  pursue, 

Who  boug-ht  me  with  his  blood  I 
All  thy  pleasures  I  forego, 

I  trample  on  thy  wealth  and  pride,.. 
Only  Jesus  will  I  know,^ 

And  Jesus  crucified. 

2  Other  knowledge  I  disdain, 

*Tis  all  but  vanity : 
Christ,  the  Lamb  of  God,  was  slain,, 

He  tasted  death  for  me  T 
Me  to  save  from  endless  woe 

The  sin-atoning-  Victim  died  ! 
Only  Jesus  will  T  know. 

And-  Jesus  crucified^ 

3  Here  .will  I  set  up  my  rest; 

My  fluctuating  heart 
From  the  haven  of  his  breast 
m.     Shall  never  more  depart : 
R-  Whither  should  a  sinner  go  ? 
|(-     His  wounds  for  me  stand  open  WKle 
¥'  Only  Jesus  will  I  know, 

And  Jesus  crucified. 

4  Him  to  know  is  life  and  peace. 

And  pleasure  without  end ; 
This  is  all  my  happiness, 

On  Jesus  to  depend; 
Daily  in  his  grace  to  grow,  ^^Sl 

And  ever  in  his  faith  abidcj.    '  ^ 


AND  PROVIDENCE, 


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Only  Jesus  will  I  know. 

And  Jesus  crucified. 
>  O  that  I  could  all  invite. 

Tills  saving"  truth  to  prove  : 
Show  the  leng-th,  the  breadth,  the  height^ 

And  depth  of  Jesus^  love  ! 
Fain  I  would  to  sinners  show 

The  blood  by  faith  alone  appUedi 
<)nly  Jesus  will  I  know. 

And  Jesus  crucified. 

HYMN  215..  CM. 

SAYS  Faith,  *<Look  yonder,  see  the 
Laid  up  in  heaven  above  [crown 
Says  Hoptj  "Anon  it  shall  be  mine-/* 
"I  long  to  wear 't,"  says  Love. 
\  Desire  saith,  "What!  is  there  my  crown? 
Then  to  that  place  I'll  flee ; 
I  cannot  bear  a  longer  stay, 
My  rest  I  fain  would  see." 
\  "But  stay,*'  says  Patience,  wait  awhile. 
The  crown  "s  for  those  that  fig*ht ; 
The  prize  for  those  that  run  the  race 
By  faith  and  not  by  sight." 
L  Thus  Faith  does  take  a  pleasing"  vieWj 
Hope  waits,  Love  sits  and  sings. 
Desire,  it  flutters  to  be  gone. 
But  Patience  clips  its  wingsu 


218  TRUSTING  IN  GRACE  &C. 

HYMN  216.    L.  M. 

1  TESUS,  my  all  to  heaven  H  g'onp^ 
^   lie  whom  I  fix  my  hopes  upon': 
His  track  I  see,  and  I'll  pursue 
The  narrow  way,  till  him  I  view. 

2  The  way  the  holy  prophets  went. 
The  road  that  leads  from  banishment  j 
The  King's  highway  of  holiness 

I'll  go,  for  all  his  paths  are  peace. 

3  This  is  the  way  I  long  have  sought, 
And  mourn'd  because  I  found  it  not ; 
My  grief  a  burden  long  has  been. 
Because  I  was  not  sav'd  from  sin. 

4  The  more  I  strove  against  its  power, 
I  felt  its  weight  and  guilt  the  more ; 
Till  late  I  heard  my  Saviour  say, 
"Come  hither,  soul,  I  AM  THE  WAY. 

5  Lo !  glad  I  come,  and  thou,  blest  Lamb 
Shalt  take  me  to  thee,  whose  I  am ; 
Nothing  but  sin  have  I  to  give. 
Nothing  but  love  shall  I  receive. 

6  Then  w-ill  I  tell  to  sinners  round. 
What  a  dear  Saviour  I  have  found, 
I  '11  point  to  thy  redeeming  blood. 
And  say,  "Behold  the  way  to  God!** 


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RELIGION. 


!  HYMN  217.    C.  M. 

LONG  have  I  seem'd  to  serve  thee,  Lord^ 
With  unavanrng"  pain  i 
Fasted,  and  pray'd,  and  read  thy  word^ 
And  heard  it  preach'd  in  vain. 

;  Oft  did  I  with  the^  assembly  join. 
And  near  thy  altar  drew, 
A  form  of  godliness  was  mine. 
The  power  I  never  knew. 

I  I  rested  in  the  outward  law. 
Nor  knew  its  deep  design : 
The  length  and  breadth  I  never  saw,.. 
And  height  of  love  divine. 

j;  To  please  thee  thus  at  length  I  see. 
Vainly  I  hop'd  and  strove ; 
For  what  are  outward  things  to  thee. 
Unless  they  spring  from  love  ? 

5  I  see  the  perfect  law  requires 
Truth  in  the  inward  parts ; 
Our  full  consent,  our  whole  desires,, 
Our  undivided  hearts. 


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6  But  I  of  means  have  made  my  boast. 

Of  means  an  idol  made  : 
The  spii'it  in  the  letter  lost. 
The  substance  in  the  shade. 

7  Where  am  I  now,  or  what  my  hope? 

What  can  my  vreakness  do  ? 
Jesus,  to  thee  my  soul  looks  up : 
^Tis  thou  must  make  it  new. 

HYMN  218.    S.  M. 

First  Part 

1  gracious,  loving-  Lord, 
To  thee  what  shall  I  say  ? 

Well  may  I  tremble  at  thy  w^ord. 
And  scarce  presume  to  pray ! 

2  Ten  thousand  wants  have  I; 

Alas  !  I  all  things  want ! 
But  thou  hast  bid  me  always  cry. 
And  never,  never  faint. 

3  Yet,  Lord,  well  might  I  fear, 

Fear  e'en  to  ask  thy  grace: 
So  oft  have  I,  alas !  drawn  near, 
And  mock'd  thee  to  thy  face. 

4  With  all  pollutions  stain'd, 

Thy  haUow'd  courts  I  trod; 
Thy  name  and  temple  I  profaned. 
And  dar'd  to  call  thee  God. 


FORMAL  RELIGION. 


5  Nig"!!  with  my  lips  I  drew; 
My  lips  were  all  unclean : 
Thee  w^ith  my  heart  I  never  knew; 
My  heart  was  full  of  sin: 

5  Far  from  the  living  Lord 

As  far  as  hell  from  heaven; 
Thy  purity  I  still  abhorrM, 
Nor  looked  to  be  forg'iven, 

IT  My  nature  I  obeyM  ; 

My  own  desires  pursu'd: 
And  still  a  den  of  thieves  I  made 
The  hallo w'd  house  of  God. 

8  The  worship  he  approves. 

To  him  I  would  not  pay  • 
My  selfish  ends,  and  creature  loves. 
Had  stole  my  heart  away. 

9  My  sin  and  nakedness 

I  studied  to  disg-uise ; 
Spoke  to  m.y  soul  a  flatt'ring  peace. 
And  put  out  my  own  eyes ; 

10  In  fig-leaves  I  appear'd  ; 

Nor  with  my  form  would  part  ; 
But  still  retain'd  a  conscience  seai-'d^ 
A  hard,  deceitful  heart 


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HYMN  219.    S.  M. 
Second  Part. 

A GODLY,  formal  saint  j 
T  long"  appear'd  in  sight; 
By  self  and  Satan  taug-ht  to  paint 
My  tomb,  my  nature,  white. 

The  Pharisee  within  ^ 

Still  undisturb'd  remained  ; 
The  strong"  man,  arm'd  with  g-uilt  of  sin,  | 

Safe  in  his  palace  reign'd.  | 

3  But,  Oh!  the  jealous  God  j  \ 

In  my  behalf  came  down  ; 
Jesus  himself  the  strong'er  show'd. 
And  claim'd  me  for  his  own. 

4  My  spirit  he  alarmed,  -j  \ 

And  brought  into  distress ; 
He  shook  and  bound  the  strong*  man,  arm'd 
In  his  self-righteousness. 

5  Faded  my  virtuous  show,  5 

My  form  without  the  power ; 
The  sin-convincing"  Spirit  blew, 
And  blasted  every  flower : 

6  My  mouth  was  stopt,  and  shame  3;^ 

Cover'd  my  guilty  face : 
I  fell  on  the  atoning*  Lamb, 
And  I  was  sav'd  by  grace. 


FORMAL  RELIGION. 


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HYMN  220.    C.  M. 

UNCERTAIN  how  the  way  to  find. 
Which  to  salvation  led, 
I  listened  long-  witli  anxious  mind,. 
To  hear  what  others  said. 

!  When  some  of  joys  and  comforts  told, 
I  fear'd  that  I  was  wrong" ; 
For  I  was  stupid,  dead  and  cold. 
Had  neither  joy  nor  song*. 

»  The  Lord  my  labouring"  heart  reliey'd, 
And  made  my  burden  light ; 
Then  for  a  moment  I  belie v'd. 
Supposing"  all  was  rig-ht. 

1}  Of  fierce  temptations  others  talkM, 
Of  ang-uish  and  dismay. 
Through  what  distresses  they  had  walk'd 
Before  they  found  the  w^ay. 

>  Ah !  then  I  thought  my  hopes  were  vain. 
For  I  had  lived  at  ease ; 
I  wish*d  for  all  my  fears  again. 
To  make  me  more  like  these. 

5  I  had  my  wish,  the  Lord  disclosed 
The  evils  of  my  heart ; 
And  left  my  naked  soul  exposed 
To  Satan's  fiery  dart.  ^ 


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^  Aias !  "I  now  must  ^ve  it  up,^"* 
I  cried  in  deep  despair ; 
How  could  I  dream  of  di-awing-  hope 
From  what  I  cannot  bear  ! 

S  Again  my  Saviour  brought  me  aid, 
And  when  he  set  me  free, 
^*Trust  simply  on  my  word,"  he  said^ 
*'And  leave  the  rest  to  me." 

HYMN  221.    C.  M. 

1  £^  OB  is  a  Spii'it,  just  and  wise. 

He  sees  our  inmost  mind  ; 
In  vain  to  heaven  we  raise  our  cries. 
And  leave  our  souls  behind, 

2  Nothing"  but  truth  before  his  throne 

With  honour  can  appear  ; 
The  painted  hypocrites  are  known 
Through  the  disguise  the  wear. 

S  Their  lifted  eyes  salute  the  skies, 
Their  bending  knees  the  ground ^ 
But  God  abhors  the  sacrifice. 
Where  not  the  heart  is  found. 

4  Lord,  search  my  thoughts,  &  tiy  my  ways^J 
And  make  my  soul  sincere ; 
Then  shall  J  stand  before  thy  face, 
And  find  acceptance  tliere. 


225 

ON  BACKSLIDING. 


HYMN  222.    C.  M. 

SWEET  was  the  time  when  first  I  felt 
The  Saviour's  pard-'ning"  blood, 
Applied  to  cleanse  my  soul  from  g"uilt. 
And  bring  me  home  to  God. 

Soon  as  the  morn  the  light  reveaPd, 
His  praises  tuned  my  tongue  ; 

And  when  the  evening  sh^ides  prevail'd^, 
His  love  was  all  my  song. 

In  vain  the  temper  spread  his  wiles. 
The  world  no  more  could  charm ; 

I  lived  upon  my  Saviour's  smiles, 
And  lean'd  upon  his  arm. 

In  prayer  my  soul  drew  near  the  Lord,, 

And  saw  his  glory  shine  ; 
And  when  I  read  his  holy  word, 

I  calPd  each  promise  mine. 

Then  to  his  saints  I  often  spoke 

Of  what  his  love  had  done  ; 
But  now  my  heart  is  almost  broke, 

For  all  my  joys  are  g'oneo 


ON  BACKSLIDING, 


6  Now  when  the  evenrng*  shade  prevails, 

My  soul  in  darkness  mourns  ; 
And  when  the  morn  the  light  reveals. 
No  lig-ht  to  me  returns. 

7  My  prayers  are  now  an  empty  noise, 

For  Jesus  hides  his  face  ; 
I  read,  the  promise  meets  my  eyes, 
But  will  not  reach  my  case. 

S  Now  Satan  threatens  to  prevail. 
And  make  my  soul  his  prey ; 
Yet,  Lord,  thy  mercies  cannot  fail  — 
O  come  without  delay  I 

HYMN  223.    S.  M. 

1  TTOW  can  I  vent  my  grief  ?  J 

My  Comforter  is  fled; 
By  day  I  sigh  without  reliefj 
And  groan  upon  my  bed. 

2  I  once  enjoyed  my  Lord, 

Lived  happy  in  his  love ; 
Delighted  in  his  holy  word. 
And  sought  my  rest  above, 

3  But,  O !  alas,  my  soul. 

Where  is  my  comfort  now  ? 
Why  did  I  let  my  love  grow  cold? 
Ah!  vviiv  to  idols  bow  ? 


ON  BACKSLIDING. 


227 


^ .  How  little  did  1  think. 
When  first  I  did  beg'in. 
To  join  a  little  with  the  world, 
It  was  so  great  a  sin. 
i  I  thought  I  might  conform. 
Nor  singular  appear, 
Converse  and  dress  as  others  did. 
But  now  I  feel  the  snare, 
t  My  confidence  is  gone ; 
I  find  no  words  to  say ; 
Barren  and  lifeless  is  my  soul. 

When  I  attempt  to  pray. 
I  feel  ashamed  to  bow, 

When  with  the  saints  I  meet ; 
While  on  their  knees  my  brethren  cry, 
I  stand  or  keep  my  seat. 
\  My  soul !  this  will  not  do. 
Thy  day  is  almost  past: 
I  must  repent  and  turn  to  God, 
Or  sink  to  hell  at  last. 
)  Trembling  to  Christ  I'll  fly. 
And  all  my  sins  confess  ; 
At  Jesus'  cross  I  humbly  fall. 
And  ask  restoring  grace, 
[to  I'll  mortify  my  pride  ; 
I       Myself  I  will  deny ; 

And  if  I  perish,  Lord,  at  last, 
Bener.^  b  thy  cross  I'll  die. 


228 


ON  BACKSLIDING* 


HYMN  224.    8  lines  8s. 

1  TT^^^'  shall  a  lost  sinner  in  pain^ 

Recov  er  liis  forfeited  peace  ? 
When  broug'ht  into  bondag-e  ag-ain, 

What  hope  of  a  second  release; 
Will  mercy  itself  be  so  kind 

To  spare  such  a  rebel  as  me  ? 
And  O,  can  I  possibly  find 

Such  plenteous  redemption  in  thee  ? 

2  O  Jesus,  of  thee  I  inquire. 

If  still  thou  art  able  to  save. 
The  brand  to  pluck  out  of  the  fire. 

And  ransom  my  soul  from  the  grave 
The  help  of  thy  Spirit  restore, 

And  show  me  the  life-giving  blood  j 
And  pardon  a  sinner  once  more, 

And  bring  me  again  unto  God. 

3  O  Jesus,  in  pity  di-aw  near, 

Come  quickly  to  help  a  lost  soul. 
To  comfort  a  mourner  appear, 

And  make  a  poor  Lazarus  whole ; 
The  balm  of  tliy  mercy  apply. 

Thou  seest  the  sore  anguish  I  feel ; 
Save,  Lord,  or  I  perish,  I  die, 

O  save,  or  I  sink  into  hell ! 


ON  BACKSLIDING. 


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I  sink,  if  thou  longer  delay 

Thy  pardoning*  mercy  to  show ; 
Come  quickly,  and  kindly  display 

The  power  of  thy  passion  below  : 
By  all  thou  hast  done  for  my  sake. 

One  drop  of  thy  blood  I  implore ; 
Now,  now  let  it  touch  me,  and  make 

The  sinner  a  sinner  no  more, 

HYMN  225.    S.  M. 

YE,  who  in  former  days, 
Were  found  at  Zion's  g'ate  ; 
"Who  walk'd  awhile  in  wisdom's  ways, 
And  told  your  happy  state ; 

But  now  to  sin  draw  back. 

And  love  ag-ain  to  stray. 
The  narrow  path  of  life  forsake, 

And  choose  the  beaten  way  ; 

Think  not  your  names  above 
Are  written  with  the  saints ; 

The  promise  of  eternal  love 
Is  his  who  never  faints. 

Your  transient  joy  and  peace, 
Your  deeper  doom  have  seaPd, 

Unless  you  wake  to  rig-hteousness, 
Kre  judgment  is  rcveal'd. 


P 


SSO  ON  BACKSLIDING* 

HYMN  226.    P.  M. 

1    A  H  !  but  where  am  1  now  ? 

And  why  was  it  and  how, 
That  I  fell  from  my  heaven  of  grace ! 

I  am  brought  into  thrall ; 

I  am  stript  of  my  all ; 

1  am  banish^  from  Jesus's  face  1 

2  Hardly  yet  do  I  know. 
How  I  let  my  Lord  g-o ; 

Bo  insensibly  started  aside; 

But  v/hate'er  was  the  cause^ 

I  lament  the  sad  losSj 
For  the  veil  is  come  over  my  heai-t» 

3  Now,  no  tong-ue  can  declare. 
The  keen  torment  I  bear, 

While  no  end  of  my  troubles  I  see, 

Only  Adam  could  tell. 

On  the  day  that  he  fellj 
And  was  turn'd  out  of  Eden  like  me* 

4  Driven  out  from  my  God^ 
I  now  wander  abroad ; 

Through  a  desert  of  sorrow  I  rove ; 

And  how  great  is  my  pain, 

That  I  cannot  regain 
My  lost  Eden  of  Jesus's  love  ! 

5  Ah  !  shall  I  ever  rise 
To  my  first  paradise  ? 


ON  BACKSLIDING. 


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Ever  come  my  Redeemer  to  see  ? 

Yes  I  feel  a  faint  hope, 

That  at  last  he  will  stoop, 
And  his  pity  shall  bring  him  to  me. 

HYMN  227.    6  lines  8s. 

WEARY  of  wand'ring  from  my  God, 
And  now  made  willing*  to  return, 
I  hear  and  bow  me  to  the  rod ; 

For  thee,  not  without  hope,  I  mourn ; 
I  have  an  advocate  above, 
A  friend  before  the  throne  of  love. 
O  Jesus,  full  of  truth  and  grace. 

More  full  of  grace  than  I  of  sin ; 
Yet  once  again  I  seek  thy  face, 

Open  thine  arms  and  take  me  in ! 
And  freely  my  backslidings  heal, 
And  love  the  faithless  sinner  still. 

Thou  know^st  the  way  to  bring  me  back; 

My  fallen  spirit  to  restore ; 
O !  for  thy  truth  and  mercy's  sake, 

Forgive,  and  bid  me  sin  no  more : 
The  ruins  of  my  soul  repair. 
And  make  my  heart  a  house  of  prayer. 
The  stone  to  flesh  again  convert; 

The  veil  of  sin  again  remove : 
Sprinkle  thy  blood  upon  my  heart. 

And  melt  it  by  thy  dying' love  ! 


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ON  BACKSLIDING. 


This  rebel  heart  by  love  subdue, 
And  make  it  soft,  and  make  it  new. 

5  Give  to  mine  eyes  refreshing"  tears. 

And  kindle  my  relentings  now ; 
Fill  my  whole  soul  with  filial  fears ; 

To  thy  sweet  yoke  my  spirit  bow : 
Bend  by  thy  g'race,  O  bend  or  break 
The  iron  sinew  in  my  neck. 

6  Ah!  give  me.  Lord,  the  tender  heart, 

That  trembles  at  the'  approach  of  sin 
A  godly  fear  of  sin  impart; 

Implant  and  root  it  deep  within. 
That  I  may  dread  thy  gracious  power. 
And  never  dare  to'  offend  thee  more^ 

HYMN  228.    C.  M. 

1  r\  FOR  a  closer  walk  with  God, 

A  calm  and  heavenly  frame ; 
A  light  to  shine  upon  the  road 
That  leads  me  to  the  Lamb. 

2  Where  is  the  blessedness  I  knew. 

When  first  I  saw  the  Lord  ? 
Where  is  the  soul-refreshing  view 
Of  Jesus  and  his  word  ? 

3  What  peaceful  hours  I  once  enjoy'd^ 

How  sweet  their  memory  still ! 
But  they  have  left  an  aching  void 
The  world  can  never  fill. 


ON  BACKSLIDING. 


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4  Return,  O  holy  Dove,  return, 

Sweet  messeng-er  of  rest: 
I  hate  the  sins  that  made  thee  mourn, 
And  drove  thee  from  my  breast. 

5  The  dearest  idol  I  have  known. 

Whatever  that  idol  be. 
Help  me  to  tear  it  from  thy  throne, 
And  worship  only  thee. 

6  So  shall  my  walk  be  close  with  God, 

Calm  and  serene  my  frame; 
So  purer  light  shall  mark  the  road 
That  leads  me  to  the  Lamb. 

HYMN  229.    4  lines  7s. 

1  "JllEPTH  of  mercy !  can  there  be, 

Mercy  still  reserv'd  for  me  ? 
Can  my  God  his  wrath  forbear  ? 
Me,  the  chief  of  sinners,  spare  ? 

2  I  have  long  withstood  his  grace, 
Long  provok'd  him  to  his  face ; 
Would  not  hearken  to  his  calls ; 
Griev'd  him  by  a  thousand  falls. 

3  Kindled  his  relentings  are. 
Me  he  now  delights  to  spare ; 
Cries,  "How  shall  I  give  thee  up 
Lets  the  lifted  thunder  drop. 


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THE  lord's  supper. 


4  There  for  me  the  Saviour  stands  ; 
Shows  liis  wounds,  and  spreads  his  hands 
God  is  love !  I  know,  1  feel ; 

Jesus  weeps  and  loves  me  still. 

5  Jesus,  answer  from  above. 
Is  not  all  thy  nature  love  ? 

Wilt  thou  not  the  wrong"  forg"et  ? 
Suffer  me  to  kiss  thy  feet  ? 

6  Now  incline  me  to  repent! 

Let  me  now  my  fall  lament !  v 
Now  my  foul  revolt  deplore  I 
Weep,  believe,  and  sin  no  more. 


THE  LORD'S  SUPPER. 


HYMN  230.    6  lines  8s. 

1  ¥N  that  sad  memorable  nig-ht, 

-■■  When  Jesus  was  for  us  betrayM, 
He  left  his  death-recording*  rite, 

He  took,  &  bless'd,  &  brake  the  bread; 
And  g-ave  his  own  their  last  bequest. 
And  thus  his  lovers  intent  exprest. 

2  "Take,  eat,  this  is  my  body  g-iven. 

To  purchase  life  and  peace  for  you. 


THE  lord's  supper,  ^35 


Pardon,  and  holiness,  and  heaven ; 

Do  this  my  dying-  love  to  show  : 
Accept  your  precious  legacy, 
And  thus  my  friends,  remember  me.** 

He  took  into  his  hands  the  cup. 
To  crown  the  sacramental  feast. 

And  full  of  kind  concern  look'd  up. 
And  gave  to  them  what  he  had  blest  ? 

"And  drink  ye  all  of  this,  (he  said) 

In  solemn  memory  of  the  dead. 

"This  my  blood,  which  seals  the  new 
Eternal  covenant  of  my  grace ; 

My  blood  so  freely  shed  for  you. 
For  you  and  all  the  sinful  race ; 

My  blood  that  speaks  your  sins  forgiven. 

And  justifies  your  claim  to  heaven.'* 

HYMN  231,    S.  M. 

1  T  ET  all  who  truly  bear. 

The  bleeding  Saviour's  name, 
Their  faithful  hearts  with  us  prepare, 

And  eat  the  Paschal  Lamb  : 
Our  passover  was  slain, 

At  Salem's  hallow'd  place. 
Yet  we  who  in  our  tents  remain, 

Shall  gain  his  largest  grace, 

2  This  eucharistic  feast. 

Our  every  want  supplies, 


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THE  lord's  supper. 


And  still  we  by  his  death  are  blest, 

And  share  liis  sacrifice ; 
By  faith  his  flesh  we  eat, 

Who  here  his  passion  show. 
And  God  out  of  his  holy  seat 

Shall  all  liis  gifts  bestow. 

3  Who  thus  our  faith  employ 

His  suffering's  to  record ; 
E'en  now  We  mournfully  enjoy 

Communion  with  our  Lord : 
As  though  we  every  one 

Beneath  his  cross  had  stood^ 
And  seen  liim  heave,  and  heard  him  gro. 

And  felt  his  gushing  blood. 

4  O  God!  'tis  finished  now! 

The  mortal  pang  is  past! 
By  faith  his  head  we  see  him  bow. 

And  hear  liim  breathe  liis  last. 
We  too  with  him  are  dead. 

And  shall  with  him  arise, 
The  cross  on  which  he  bows  his  head 

Shall  lift  us  to  the  skies. 

HYMN  232.    C.  M. 

1   TESUS,  at  whose  supreme  command. 
We  now  approach  to  God, 
Before  us  in  thy  vesture  stand. 
Thy  vesture  dipt  in  blood. 


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Obedient  to  thy  gracious  word, 
We  break  the  hallow'd  bread, 

Commem'rate  thee,  our  dying*  Lord, 
And  trust  on  thee  to  feed, 

2  Now,  Saviour,  now,  thyself  reveal, 

And  make  thy  nature  known, 
Affix  thy  blessed  Spirit's  seal. 

And  stamp  us  for  thy  own. 
The  tokens  of  thy  dying"  love, 

O  let  us  all  receive. 
And  feel  the  quick'ning*  Spirit  move, 

And  sensibly  believe ! 

a  3  The  cup  of  blessing",  bless'd  by  thee, 
Let  it  thy  blood  impart; 
The  bread  thy  mystic  body  be, 

And  cheer  each  lang-uid  heart, 
The  grace  which  sure  salvation  bring-s, 
Let  us  herewith  receive  ; 
^    Satiate  the  hungry  with  g-ood  thing's, 
The  hifiden  manna  give. 

^  i  The  living"  bread  sent  down  from  heaven 

In  us  vouchsafe  to  be ; 
Thy  flesh  for  all  the  world  is  g-iven. 

And  all  may  live  by  thee. 
Now,  Lord,  on  us  thy  flesh  bestow. 

And  let  us  drink  thy  blood. 
Till  all  our  souls  are  filPd  below. 

With  all  the  life  of  God. 


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THE  LORD'S  SUPPER. 


HYMN  233.    L.  M.  ! 

1  "Tills  finished!"— so  the  Saviour  cried,  t 

A   And  meekly  bow'd  his  head  8;.  died. 
^Tis  finish' d — yes,  the  race  is  run. 

The  battle  foug-ht,  the  victory  won.     1 11 

2  'Tis  finished/ — all  that  heaven  decreed,  ^ 

And  all  the  ancient  prophets  said, 
Is  now  fulfilled,  as  was  desig-n'd,  j  ' 


3  ^  T is  finished  f — Aaron  now  no  more  \ 

Must  stain  his  robes  v/ith  purple  gore.  ^ 
The  sacred  veil  is  rent  in  twain,  . 
And  Jewish  rites  no  more  remain. 

4  ^Tis  finished! — man  is  reconciled 

To  God,  and  powers  of  darkness  spoiled*  • 
Peace,  love,  and  happiness  again 
Return  and  dwell  with  sinful  men. 

5  ^Tis  finished! — let  the  joyful  sound 

Be  heard  thro'  all  the  nations  round.  ^ 
'Tis  finished /—let  the  echo  fly 

Thro'  heaven  &  hell,  thi'o'  earth  &;  skyt 

HYMN  234.    C,  M. 

1  /\H,  the  sharp  pang's  of  smarting"  pain 
My  dear  Redeemer  bore ; 
When  knotty  whips  and  ragg-ed  thorns 
His  sacred  body  tore  • 


In  thee  the  Saviour  of  mankind. 


THE  lord's  supper. 


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'Twere  you,  my  sins,  my  cruel  sins ; 

His  chief  tormentors  were ; 
Each  of  my  crimes  became  a  nail, 

And  unbelief  the  spear. 

'Twei'e  you  that  pulPd  the  vengeance  down 

Upon  his  guiltless  head, 
Break,  break,  my  heart,  O  burst  mine  eyes 

And  let  my  sorrows  bleed. 

Strike,  mighty  grace,  my  stubborn  soul. 

Till  melting  waters  flow, 
And  deep  repentance  drown  mine  eyes 

In  undissembled  woe. 

HYMN  235.    C.  M, 

YONDER, — amazing  sight ! — I  see 
Th'  incarnate  Son  of  God 
Expiring  on  tli'  accursed  tree. 
And  welt'ring  in  his  blood. 

:  'Behold  the  purple  torrents  run 
Down  from  his  hands  and  head ! 
The  crimson  tide  puts  out  the  sun ; 
His  groans  awake  the  dead. 

;  The  trembling  earth,  the  darkenM  sky, 
Proclaim  the  truth  aloud ; 
And  with  th'  amaz'd  centurion  cry, 
"This  is  the  Son  of  God  !" 


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THE  lord's  supper. 


4  So  great  so  vast  a  sacrifice. 
May  well  my  hope  revive ; 
If  God's  own  Son  thus  bleeds  and  dies. 
The  sinner  sure  may  live. 

HY>IN  236.    P.  M. 

1  l^OME  all  ye  tender  hearted  Christian? 

O  come  and  help  me  for  to  mourn^ 
To  see  the  Son  of  God  a  bleeding", 

And  view  his  precious  body  torn. 
Behold  liim  praying  in  the  garden, 

With  his  body  bowed  down, 
And  the  bloody  sweat  so  running-, 

That  drops  were  faUing*  to  the  ground 

2  He  was  a  man  of  constant  sorrow. 

And  went  a  mourner  all  his  days ; 
With  sore  distress  was  well  acquainted. 

But  never  v%-ent  in  smful  ways, 
The  foxes  have  their  holes  provided,  '  ^ 

And  the  birds  they  have  their  nests,  * ; 
But  the  Son  of  man  had  no  where 

To  lay  his  wear)'  head  to  rest. 

3  Behold  him  when  the  soldiers  took  him, 

And  led  liim  unto  Pilate's  bar ! 
O  come  ye  tender  hearted  Christians, 
And  view  yonv  Redeemer  there ; 


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Behold  him  when  he  was  condemned, 

Weary  of  a  thorny  crown, 
And  his  tender  temples  pierced. 

Until  the  blood  came  running*  down. 

And  then  behold  the  soldiers  take  him, 

And  nail  him  to  a  shameful  tree : 
O !  see  him  on  the  cross  a  bleeding". 

His  soul  in  mortal  ag'ony ! 
Hark,  now  the  leg-al  thunders  smite  him, 

Lo,  his  burden'd  bosom  heave ! 
Look  how  deep  your  sins  have  stung"  him, 

O,  dying"  sinners,  look  and  live ! 

They  laid  him  in  a  new  sepulchre. 
Where  never  man  was  laid  before; 

He  burst  the  bars  of  death  asunder. 
And  brought  salvation  to  the  poor. 

And  now,  he  is  gone  up  to  heaven. 
Pleading"  there  our  cause  on  high ; 

Christians,  soon  we'll  follow  after, 

*  Our  Lord  to  see  and  glorify. 


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HYMN  237.  CM. 

1  r^ELESTIAL  Dove,  descend  from  hi^h 
^  And  on  the  water  brood : 

Come  with  thy  quick'ning'  power  apply 
The  water  and  the  blood. 

2  I  love  the  Lord,  that  stoops  so  low 

To  give  his  word  a  seal  ; 
But  the  rich  grace  his  hands  bestow 
Exceeds  the  figure  still.  \ 

3  Almighty  God,  for  thee  we  call, 

And  our  request  renew ;  a 
Accept  in  Christ,  and  bless  withal,        '  ^ 
The  work  we  have  to  do. 

HYMN  238.    S.  M. 

1  IVfY  Saviour's  pierced  side  . 

Pour'd  out  a  double  flood : 
By  water  we  are  purify'd, 
And  pardon'd  by  his  blood. 

2  Call'd  from  above,  I  rise. 

And  wash  away  my  sin ; 
The  stream  to  which  my  spirit  flies> 
Can  make  the  foulest  clean. 


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it  runs  divinely  clear, 

A  fountain  deep  and  wide ; 
'Twas  opened  by  the  soldier^s  spear, 

In  my  Redeemer's  side ! 

HYMN  239.    C.  M. 

"tBROCL AIM,"  said  Christ,  "God's  won* 
■        drous  grace, 

To  all  the  sons  of  men  ; 
He  who  believes  and  is  baptis'd, 

Salvation  shall  obtain/' 

Let  plenteous  grace  descend  on  those, 

who  hoping  in  his  word, 
This  day  have  publicly  declar'd, 

That  Jesus  is  their  Lord. 

With  cheerful  feet  may  they  go  on, 

And  run  the  Christian  race ; 
And  in  the  troubles  of  the  way, 

Find  all-sufficient  grace^ 

And  when  the  av/ful  message  comes, 

To  call  their  souls  away  ; 
May  they  be  found  prepar'd  to  live 

In  realms  of  endless  days. 


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BEFORE  SEBBION. 
HTMX  240.    C.  M. 

1  TN  thy  great  name,  O  Lord,  we  come, 
-■-  To  worship  at  thy  feet ; 

O,  pour  thy  holy  Spirit  doAvn 
On  all  that  now  shall  meet. 

2  We  come  to  hear  Jehorah  speak. 

To  hear  the  Savioiu-'s  voice : 
Thy  face  and  favour.  Lord,  we  seek, 
Now  make  our  hearts  rejoice. 

3  Teach  us  to  pray,  and  praise,  and  hear. 

And  understand  thy  word ; 
To  feel  thy  bHssful  presence  near, 
And  trust  our  hving-  Lord. 

4  Here  let  thy  power  and  grace  be  felt, 

Thy  love  and  mercy  known  ; 
Our  icy  hearts,  dear  Jesus,  melt, 
And  break  this  flinty  stone. 

5  Let  anners.  Lord,  thy  goodness  prove. 

And  saints  rejoice  in  thee ; 
Let  rebels  be  subdued  by  love. 
And  to  the  SaYiour  flee. 


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HYMN  241.    4  lines  7s. 

HERALDS  of  the  King  of  kings, 
Preach  the  peace  the  gospel  brings. 
Loud  extol  th'  incarnate  God, 
Preach  the  virtue  of  his  blood. 

Celebrate  with  every  breath 
Jesus'  meritorious  death  : 
Speak  of  Jesus'  saving  name. 
Which  for  ever  is  the  same. 

And  may  we  in  chorus  join. 
Blessing,  praising  Love  divine  ; 
Never  be  asham'd  to  tell, 
Christ  hath  saved  our  souls  from  helL 

HYMN  242.    4  lines  7s. 

LORD,  we  come  before  thee  now. 
At  thy  feet  we  humbly  bow ; 
O  !  do  not  our  suit  disdain  ; 
Shall  we  seek  thee.  Lord,  in  vain  ? 
Lord,  on  thee  our  souls  depend; 
In  compassion  now  descend ; 
rill  our  hearts  with  thy  rich  grace. 
Tune  our  lips  to  sing  thy  praise. 
In  thine  own  appointed  way, 
Now  we  seek  thee,  here  we  stay ; 
Lord,  we  know  not  how  to  go, 
Till  a  blessing  thou  bestow. 

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4  Send  some  messag-e  from  thy  word, 
That  may  joy  and  peace  afford ; 
Let  thy  Spirit  now  impart 

Full  salvation  to  each  heart, 

5  Comfort  those  who  weep  and  mourn, 
Let  the  time  of  joy  return ; 

Those  that  are  cast  down  lift  up ; 
Make  them  strong"  in  faith  and  hope. 

6  Grant  that  all  may  seek  and  find. 
Thee  a  g-racious  God  and  kind ; 
Heal  the  sick,  the  captive  free ; 
Let  us  all  rejoice  in  thee. 

HYMN  243.    L.  M. 

1  rilHY  presence,  g-racious  God,  afford. 

Prepare  us  to  receive  thy  word; 
Now  let  thy  voice  eng-ag-e  our  ear. 
And  faith  be  mixt  with  what  we  hear. 

2  Distracting  thoughts  and  cares  remove. 
And  fix  our  hearts  and  hopes  above ; 
With  food  divine  may  we  be  fed, 
And  satisfi'd  with  living  bread. 

3  To  us  thy  sacred  word  apply. 
With  sov'reign  power  and  energy. 
And  may  we,  in  thy  faith  and  fear. 
Reduce  to  practice  what  we  hear. 


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HYMN  244.    C.  M. 

1  rf^OME,  O  thou  all-victorious  Lord, 
^  Thy  power  to  us  make  known ; 
Strike  with  the  hammer  of  thy  word. 

And  break  these  hearts  of  stone. 

2  Speak  with  the  voice  which  wakes  the  dead 

And  bid  the  sleeper  rise ; 
And  let  each  guilty  conscience  dread 
The  death  that  never  dies. 

3  To  them  a  sense  of  guilt  impart. 

And  then  remove  the  load ; 
Quicken,  and  wash  the  troubled  heart 
In  thine  atoning  blood, 

4  Their  desp'rate  state  through  sin  declare 

And  speak  their  sins  forgiv'n ; 
By  daily  growth  in  grace  prepare. 
Then  take  them  up  to  heaven, 

HYMN  245.    P.  M.  8s  &  7s. 

1  TIRETHREN,  we  are  met  together, 
To  adore  the  Lord,  our  God: 
Will  you  pray  with  all  yonv  powers. 
While  we  try  to  speak  his  word  ? 
All  is  vain  unless  the  Spirit 

Of  the  Holy  One  come  down. 
Brethern  pray,  and  holy  manna 
Will  be  shower'd  all  around. 


248  BEFORE  SERMON, 

2  Brethren,  see  poor  sinners  round  you. 

Standing"  on  the  brink  of  woe; 
Death  is  coming',  hell  is  moving*. 

Can  yon  bear  to  let  them  go  ? 
See  our  fathers,  see  our  mothers. 

And  our  children  sinking*  down. 
Brethren  pray,  &c. 

3  Brethren,  here  are  poor  backsliders. 

Who  were  once  near  heaven's  door  ^ 
But  they  have  denied  their  Saviour, 

And  are  worse  than  ever  before. 
Yet  the  Saviour  offers  pardon. 

If  they  will  confess  their  wound.. 
Brethren  pray,.  &c. 

4  Sisters,  will  you  join  and  help  us? 

Moses'  sister  helped  him ; 
"\Vill  you  seek  the  trembling*  mourners,. 

Who  are  strug-gling  hard  with  sin  ? 
Tell  them  all  about  the  Saviour, 

Tell  them  that  he  will  be  found. 
Sisters  pray,  &c. 

5  Brethren,  let  us  love  each  other,. 

And  our  God  supremely  too ; 
Let  us  love  to  pray  for  sinners, 

Till  our  God  makes  all  thing's  new  : 
Then  he  '11  take  us  home  to  heaven. 

At  his  table  we  'U  sit  down ; 
Christ  will  gird  himself  and  serve  us,. 

With  sweet  manna  all  around. 


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HYMN  246.    4  lines  7s. 

1  RACTOUS  Father,  gracious  Lord, 

Give  us  ears  to  hear  thy  word; 
Give  us  hearts  to  love  and  fear. 
Give  us  now  to  find  thee  near. 

2  Let  us  know  and  praise  thee  more, 
Let  us  live  on  mercy's  store. 

Let  us  sing"  our  Saviour's  love. 
Till  we  join  the  saints  above. 

3  Then  we'll  praise  thee  and  adore, 
On  the  happy  blissful  shore ; 
Praise  with  all  the  heavenly  host. 
Father,  Son  and  Holy  Ghost. 

HYMN  24r.    C.  M. 

1  TESUS,  thou  all-redeeming"  Lord, 

Thy  blessing"  we  implore ; 
Open  the  door  to  preach  thy  word. 
The  great,  effectual  door. 

2  Gather  the  outcasts  in,  and  save 

From  sin  and  Satan's  pov/er; 
And  let  them  now  acceptance  have, 
And  know  their  gracious  hour. 

3  Lover  of  souls  !  thou  know'st  to  prize 

What  thou  hast  bought  so  dear : 
Come,  then,  and  in  thy  people's  eyes, 
With  all  thy  wounds  appear  1 


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4  Appear  as  when  of  old  confest,  ^ 

The  suffering-  Son  of  Gocl; 
And  let  them  see  thee  m  thy  vest,.         |j  i  ] 
But  newly  dipt  in  blood, 

5  The  hardness  from  their  hearts  remove,  ^ 

Thou  who  for  all  hast  died :  ^| 

Show  them  the  tokens  of  thy  love,  * 

Thy  feet,  thy  hands,  thy  side.  J 

6  Thy  feet  were  nail'd  to  yonder  tree  ^ 

To  trample  down  their  sin ; 
Thy  hands  stretch'd  out  they  all  may  se6^i  l 
To  take  thy  murderers  in. 

7  Thy  side  an  open  fountain  is, 

Where  all  may  freely  g'o. 
And  drink  the  living  streams  of  bliss,  ' 
And  wash  them  white  as  snow.  , 

8  Ready  thou  art  the  blood  to '  apply,  ^ 

And  prove  the  record  true  :  ' 
And  all  thy  wounds  to  sinners  cry, 
"I  suffer 'd  this  for  you 

HYMN  248.  P.M. 

1  XJOLY  God,  and  hast  thou  sent  jl 
XJl  Me  here  to  preach  to-day  ? 
Oh!  baptise  my  soul  with  fire. 

And  point  me  out  the  way, 
While  I  draw  the  g'ospel  bow,^ 

Jesus  let  thin&  arrows  fiy, 


AFTER  SERMON. 


251 


May  each  sinner  feel  this  day, 
That  Christ  for  him  did  die. 

Lord,  we  have  assembled  here, 

To  hear  what  thou  wilt  say ; 
From  the  east  and  from  the  west. 

Yea  north  and  south  to  pray  — 
If  I^m  sent  to  preach  thy  word, 

Holy  God,  display  thy  power ; 
May  we  ha.ve  a  Pentecost, 

A  sweet  refreshing*  shower. 

Lord  of  heaven  and  earth  descend. 

And  feed  thy  lambs  to-day; 
Help  us  in  thy  name  to  preach. 

To  hear,  to  sing*  and  pray. 
O,  for  streams  of  g-race  and  love! 

O,  for  floods  of  life  and  power! 
Lord,  we  beg  for  Jesus^  sake, 

A  sweet  refreshing  shower. 

AFTER  SERMON. 
HYMN  249.    P.  M. 

SINNERS,  will  you  scorn  the  message 
Sent  in  mercy  from  above  ? 
Every  sentence  —  O  how  tender! 
Every  line  is  full  of  love : 

Listen  to  it, 
Every  line  is  full  of  love» 


252 


AFTER  SERMON. 


2  Hear  the  heralds  of  the  Gospel, 

News  from  Zion's  King"  proclaim, 
'    To  each  rebel  sinner  "Pardon, 
Free  forgiveness  in  his  name." 

How  important! 
Free  forg-iveness  in  his  name! 

3  Tempted  souls,  they  bring-  you  succour. 

Fearful  hearts,  they  quell  your  fears ; 
And  with  news  of  consolation. 
Chase  away  the  falling*  tears : 

Tender  heralds,  ,^ 
Chase  away  the  falling*  tears. 

4  False  professors,  g'rov'hng'  worldlings,, 

Callous  hearers  of  the  word. 
While  the  messengers  addi-ess  you. 
Take  the  warnings  they  afford; 

We  entreat  you. 
Take  the  warnings  they  afford, 

5  Who  hath  our  report  believed. 

Who  receiv'd  the  joyful  word? 
Who  embrac'd  the  news  of  pardon, 
OfferM  to  you  by  the  Lord  ! 

Can  you  slight  it, 
Offer'd  to  you  by  the  Lord  ? 

6  O  ye  angels,  hov'ring  round  us, 

Waiting  spirits  speed  your  way, 
Hasten  to  the  courts  of  heaven, 
,  Tidings  bear  without  delay ; 
Rebel  sinners 
Glad  the  message  will  obey. 


AFTER  SERMON.  253 
HYMN  250.    C.  M. 

1  l\rOW  Lord,  the  heavenly  seed  is  sown, 

Be  it  thy  servant's  care. 
Thy  heavenly  blessings  to  bring"  down, 
By  humble,  fervent  prayer. 

2  In  vain  we  plant  without  thine  aid, 

And  water  too  in  vain ; 
Lord  of  the  harvest,  God  of  grace, 
Send  down  thy  heavenly  rain. 

3  Then  shall  our  cheerful  hearts  &  tongues 

Begin  this  song  divine  — 
<*Thou,  Lord,  hast  giv'n  the  rich  increase, 
And  be  the  glory  thine  !" 

FAMILY  WORSHIP. 

MORNING  HYMNS. 

\  HYMN  251.  CM. 

1  T  ORD,  in  the  morning  thou  shalt  hear 
My  voice  ascending  high  : 
To  thee  will  I  direct  my  prayer. 
To  thee  lift  up  mine  eye. 

;2  Up  to  the  hills  where  Christ  is  gone, 
To  plead  for  all  his  saints, 


254  MORNING  HYMNS. 

Presenting*  at  the  Father's  throne 
Our  song-s  and  our  complaints. 

3  0  may  thy  Spirit  g-uide  my  feet 

In  ways  of  rig-hteousness ! 
Make  every  path  of  duty  straig*ht. 
And  plain  before  my  face. 

4  Now  to  thy  house  will  I  resort. 

To  taste  thy  mercies  there ; 
I  will  frequent  thy  holy  court. 
And  worship  in  thy  fear. 

HYMN  252.    L.  M. 

1  \  WAKE,  our  souls,  and  with  the  sun 

Your  daily  course  of  duty  run ; 
Shake  off  dull  sloth,  and  early  rise, 
To  pay  your  morning*  sacrifice. 

2  Blessed  be  God,  who  safe  has  kept. 
And  has  refresh'd  us  while  we  slept : 
Now  help  us,  I^ord,  to  watch  and  pray, 

^    And  serve  thee  faithfully  to-day. 

3  O  Lord,  illume,  direct  our  way, 
In  all  we  think,  or  do,  or  say ; 

That  all  our  powers  with  all  their  mig-ht 
In  thy  sole  g'lory  may  unite  ! 

4  Teach  each  of  us,  thy  will  to  know. 
And  do  the  same  while  here  below. 
So  that  when  we  from  death  awake, 
AVe  may  of  endless  life  partake. 


MORNING  HYMNS,  255 
HYMN  253.    C.  M. 

1  T  ORD,  in  the  morning*  I  will  send 

My  pray'r  to  reach  thine  ear  ; 
Thou  art  my  Father  and  my  friend. 
My  help  for  ever  near. 

2  O  lead  me,  keep  me  all  this  day, 

Near  thee  in  perfect  peace ; 
Kelp  me  to  watch,  to  watch  and  pray^ 
To  pray  and  never  cease. 

3  I  know  my  roving*  feet  will  err, 

Unless  thou  be  m.y  guide : 
Warn  me  of  every  foe  and  snare, 
And  keep  me  near  thy  side. 

4  So  shall  I  pass  all  dang*ers  safe. 

And  tread  the  tempter  down, 
My  hope,  my  trust,  joy  and  relief. 
Shall  be  in_thee  alone. 

5  Thus  let  my  moments  smoothly  run^ 

And  sing*  my  hours  away,  # 
'    Till  ev'ning"  shade  and  setting*  sun 
Conclude  in  endless  day. 

HYMN  254.    4  lines  7s. 

1  IVTOW  the  shades  of  nig-ht  are  g'one. 
Now  the  morning  light  is  come  j 
Lord,  we  would  be  thine  to-day. 
Drive  the  shades  of  sin  away. 


MORNING  HYMNS. 


2  Make  our  souls  as  noon-day  clear, 
Banish  ev'ry  doubt  and  fear ; 
In  thy  vineyard.  Lord,  to-day, 
We  would  labour,  we  would  pray. 

3  Keep  our  haughty  passions  bound, 
Rising-  up  and  sitting*  down, 
Going'  out  and  coming"  in. 
Keep  us  safe  from  every  sin. 

4  When  our  work  of  life  is  past, 
O,  receive  us  then  at  last! 
Night  of  sin  will  be  no  more, 
AYhen  we  reach  the  heavenly  shore. 

HYMN  255.    C.  M. 

When  we,  with  welcome  slumber  presi 
Had  clos'd  our  weary  eyes, 
A  power  unseen  secured  our  rest. 
And  made  us  joyful  rise. 

Numbers  this  nig-ht  have  doubtless  met 

Their  long,  eternal  doom. 
And  lost  the  joys  of  morning'  light 

In  death^s  tremendous  gloom. 

3  But  life  to  us  its  light  prolongs, 
Let  warmest  thanks  arise; 
Great  God,  accept  our  morning  songs. 
Our  wilhng  sacrifice. 


MORNING  HYMNS.  257 


HYMN  256.    S.  M. 

SEE  how  the  morning  sun 
Pursues  his  shining*  way  ; 
And  wide  proclaims  his  Maker's  praise. 
With  every  brighfuing*  ray. 

Thus  would  my  rising*  soul. 

Its  heavenly  Parent  sing*j 
And  to  its  great  Orig-inal, 

The  humble  tribute  bring*. 

Serene  I  laid  me  down. 

Beneath  his  guardian  care ; 
I  slept,  and  I  awoke,  and  found 

My  kind  Preserver  near  1 

My  life  I  would  anew 

Devote,  O  Lord,  to  thee ; 
And  in  thy  service  I  would  spend 

A  long"  eternity. 

HYMN  257.    C.  M. 

ARISE,  my  soul,  and  praise  the  Lord, 
For  all  his  rich  supplies 
His  g-oodness  has  again  restored 
My  dormant  faculties. 

Rais'd  from  the  slumbers  of  the  nig-ht. 

In  which  I  helpless  lay : 
Lord,  I  adore  thee  for  the  light 

Of  this  retui^ning  day. 


258 


MORXING  HYMNS. 


3  I  bless  thee  for  thy  gracious  care. 
Vouchsafed  to  me  and  mine  ; 
O  may  we  still  tliy  g-oodness  share, 
And  be  for  ever  thine. 

HYMN  258.    C.  M. 

1  I^XCE  more,  my  soul,  the  rising  day 

Salutes  thy  waking  eyes; 
Once  more,  my  voice,  thy  tribute  pay 
To  Him  that  rules  the  skies. 

2  Night  unto  night  his  name  repeats, 

The  day  renews  the  sound ; 
Wide  as  the  heavens  on  which  he  sits. 
To  turn  the  seasons  round, 

3  *Tis  He  supports  my  mortal  frame. 

My  tongue  shall  speak  his  praise ; 
My  sins  might  rouse  his  wrath  to  flame. 
But  yet  his  wrath  delays. 

4  O  God,  let  all  my  hours  be  thine. 

Whilst  I  enjoy  the  hght ; 
Then  shall  my  sun  in  smiles  decline. 
And  bring  a  pleasing  night. 

HYMX  259.    C.  M, 

1       rS'ER  and  Guardian  of  my  sleep, 
VJT  To  praise  thy  name  I  wake: 
Still,  Lord,  thy  helpless  servant  keep. 
For  thine  own  mercv's  sake. 


MORNING  HYMNS. 


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2  The  blessing  of  another  day 

J  thankfully  receive : 
O  may  I  only  thee  obey, 
And  to  thy  glory  live ! 

3  Vouchsafe  to  keep  my  soul  from  sin, 

Its  cruel  power  suspend, 
Till  all  this  strife  and  war  within 
In  perfect  peace  shall  end. 

4  Upon  me  lay  thy  mighty  hand. 

My  words  and  thoughts  restrain : 
Bow  my  whole  soul  to  thy  command, 
Nor  let  my  faith  be  vain, 

5  Prisoner  of  hope,  I  wait  the  hour 

Which  shall  salvation  bring ; 
When  all  I  am  shall  own  thy  power. 
And  call  my  Jesus  King. 

HYIVIN  260.    P.  M. 

1  XXOW  bright  appears  the  morning  star, 
-tl-  with  grace  &  truth  beyond  compare. 

The  royal  root  of  Jesse  : 
O  David's  Son,  of  Jacob's  Hue, 
My  soul's  belov'd  and  King  benign, 
Thou'rt  come  fi-om  heaven  to  bless  me. 
Precious,  gracious, 
Fair  and  glorious,  e*re  victorious. 

Is  my  Saviour, 
Nought  but  he  can  please  me  ever. 


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MORNING  HYMNS. 


2  How  doth  my  needy  soul  rejoice. 
That  Christ,  whom  I  so  richly  prize. 

Is  Lord  of  light  and  glory : 
At  last  he  '11  bring  me  to  that  place. 
Where  all  the  wonders  of  his  grace 
Shall  be  disclos'd  before  me. 
Amen,  Amen, 
Come  Lord  Jesus,  come  release  us; 

O  come  speedy, 
Lord,  to  meet  thee  make  us  ready. 

HYMN  261.  CM. 

1  l^/f  Y  God  was  with  me  all  the  night, 
IvJ.  And  gave  me  sweet  repose; 
His  angels  watch'd  me  while  I  slept. 

Or  I  had  never  rose. 

2  Now  for  the  mercies  of  the  night. 

My  humble  thanks  I'll  pay ; 
And  unto  God  I'll  dedicate. 
The  first  fruits  of  the  day. 

3  In  midst  of  dangers,  fear  and  death. 

Thy  goodness  I'll  adore. 
And  praise  thee  for  thy  mercies  past. 
And  humbly  hope  for  more. 

4  My  Life,  if  thou  preserve  my  life. 

Thy  sacrifice  shall  be ; 
My  death,  when  death  must  be  my  lot, 
join  my  soul  to  thee, 


261 


SABBATH  MORNING  HYMNS. 
HYMN  262.    L.  M. 

COME,  dearest  Lord,  and  bless  this  day. 
Come,  bear  our  thoug-hts  from  eai*th 
Now  let  our  noblest  passions  rise  [away. 
With  ardour  to  their  native  skies. 

Come  Holy  Spirit,  all  divine, 
With  rays  of  lig-ht  upon  us  shine. 
And  let  our  waiting*  souls  be  blest, 
On  this  sweet  day  of  sacred  rest. 

O  may  our  pray'rs  and  praises  riscj 
As  g-rateful  incense  to  the  skies. 
And  draw  from  heaven  that  sweet  repose. 
Which  none  but  he  who  feels  it  knows. 

L  Then  when  our  Sabbaths  here  ara  o'er. 
And  we  arrive  on  Canaan's  shore, 
With  all  the  ransom'd  we  shall  spend 
A  Sabbath  which  shall  never  end, 

HYMN  263.    S.  M. 

WELCOME,  sweet  day  of  rest, 
That  saw  the  Lord  arise  : 
Welcome  to  this  reviving  breast. 
And  these  rejoicing  eyes ! 

1  The  King  himself  comes  near. 
And  feasts  his  saints  to-day ; 
R 


262 


SABBATH  MORNINGi 


Here  we  may  sit  and  see  him  herej 
And  love,  and  praise,  and  pray. 
5  One  day  in  such  a  place 

Where  thou,  my  God,  art  seen. 
Is  sweeter  than  ten  thousand  daySj 
Of  pleasurable  sin. 

4  My  willing"  soul  would  stay 

In  such  a  frame  as  this,  : 
And  sit  and  sing  herself  away, 
To  everlasting  bliss. 

HYMN  264.    L.  M. 

1  ^WEET  is  the  work,  my  God^  my  King-, 
^  To  praise  thy  name,  give  thanks  &  sing, 
To  show  thy  love  by  morning  light. 
And  talk  of  all  thy  truth  by  night. 

2  Sweet  is  the  day  of  sacred  rest, 

No  mortal  cares  shall  seize  my  breast; 
O  may  my  heart  in  tune  be  found, 
Like  David's  harp  of  solemn  sound  ! 

3  When  grace  has  purifi'd  my  heart. 
Then  I  shall  share  a  glorious  part: 
And  fresh  supplies  of  joy  are  shed^ 
Like  hoty  oil  to  cheer  my  head. 
Then  shall  I  see,  and  hear,  and  know, 
Ail  I  desir'd  or  wish'd  below ;  ^ 
And  every  hour  find  sweet  employ, 

Ji]  tha.t  eternal  world  of  jo}\ 


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EFE  NING  H  YMNS, 
HYMN  265.    S.  M, 

1  f  ilHE  day  is  past  and  gone, 

-B-   The  ev'nmg"  shades  appear; 
Oh  may  we  all  remember  well. 
The  night  of  death  draws  near. 

2  We  lay  our  garments  by, 

Upon  our  beds  to  rest; 
So  death  will  soon  disrobe  us  all 
Of  what  we  here  possess. 

3  Lord,  keep  us  safe  this  night. 

Secure  from  all  our  fears, 
Beneath  the  shadow  of  thy  wings^, 
Till  morning  light  appears. 

4  And  if  we  early  rise. 

And  view  th'  unweari'd  sun. 
May  we  set  out  to  win  tlie  prize. 
And  after  glory  run. 

5  And  when  our  days  are  past. 

And  we  from  time  remove, 
O  may  we  in  thy  bosom  rest. 
The  bosom  of  my  love ! 

HYMN  266.  L.  M. 


[  I^LORY  to.  thee,  my  God,  this  night, 
For  -cill  the  blessings  of  the  light, 


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Keep  me,  O  keep  me,  King*  of  kings, 
Beneath  thine  own  almighty  wings. 

2  For^ve  me,  Lord,  for  thy  own  Son, 

The  ills  that  I  this  day  have  done ;  4 
That  with  the  world,  myself  and  thee, 
I,  ere  I  sleep,  at  peace  may  be. 

3  O  let  my  soul  on  thee  repose ! 

And  may  sweet  sleep  mine  eye-lids  close. 
Sleep  that  shall  me  more  vigorous  make. 
To  serve  my  God  when  I  av/ake.  1 

4  Teach  me  to  live  that  I  may  dread 
The  grave  as  little  as  my  bed ; 
Teach  me  to  die,  that  so  I  may 

Rise  glorious  at  the  judgment-day.  ! 

HYMN  267.    C.  M. 

1  1^0  W,  from  the  altar  of  our  hearts. 

Let  warmest  thanks  arise ; 
Assist  us.  Lord,  to  offer  up  i 
Our  evening  sacrifice.  | 

2  This  day,  God  was  our  sun  and  shield. 

Our  keeper  and  our  guide ; 
His  care  was  on  our  weakness  shown. 
His  mercies  multiplied. 

3  Minutes  and  mercies  multiplied,  | 

Have  made  up  all  this  day  ;  j 


EVENING  HYMNS. 


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Minutes  came  quick,  but  mercies  were 
More  swift  and  free  than  they. 

4f  New  time,  new  favours,  and  new  joys, 
Do  a  new  song*  require  : 
Till  we  shall  praise  thee  as  we  would, 
Accept  our  hearts*  desire. 

HYMN  268.  CM. 

I  TN  Jesus'  name  we  come  to  thee, 

1  -■-  Thou  God  of  holiness ! 

For  Jesus'  sake,  look  down,  and  see 
Us  at  thy  throne  of  g-race. 

2  We  thank  thee,  Lord,  for  every  good, 

Conferr'd  on  us  and  ours  : 
For  house,  apparel,  health  and  food. 
For  all  thy  bounty  pours. 

3  Oh !  take  us  in  thy  arms,  and  keep 

Us  throng*!!  the  silent  nig-ht  : 
'   Give  us  refreshment  in  our  sleep, 
And  fit  us  for  the  light. 

HYMN  269.    C.  M. 

1  £\  Lord,  another  day  is  flown, 

And  we,  a  lonely  band, 
,    Are  met  once  more  before  thy  throne. 
To  bless  thy  fost'ring"  hand. 


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EVEXIXG  HYMNS. 


2  PreservM  by  thee,  another  da\-. 

Another  song-  we  rJiise ; 
For  Jesus*  sake,  accept,  we  pniv, 
Our  gratitude  and  praise. 

3  Now  take  us  underneath  thy  ^dng'  — 

Our  God,  our  Guardian  be  ; 
That  in  the  morning'  we  may  sing" 
Another  Hymn  to  thee. 

HY:MX  270.    L.  M. 

1  rwiHUS  far  the  Lord  hath  led  me  on. 

Thus  far  his  power  prolongs  my  da\-s„ 
And  every  evening  shall  make  known 
Some  fresh  memorial  of  his  grace. 

2  Much  of  my  time  has  run  to  waste. 

And  I  perhaps  am  near  my  home: 
But  he  forgives  my  follies  past. 

And  gives  me  strength  for  days  to  come^ 

3  I  lay  my  body  do^vn  to  sleep. 

Peace  is  the  piQow  for  my  head; 
While  well-appointed  angels  keep 

Their  watchful  stations  round  my  bed, 

4  Thus,  when  the  night  of  death  shall  comeyt 

My  flesh  shall  rest  beneath  the  ground^ 
And  wait  thy  voice  to  rouse  my  tomb, 
With  sweet  salvation  in  tlie  sound. 


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SATURDAY  E VENING  HYMN, 
HYMN  371.    C.  M. 

BEGONE,  lay  worldly  cares  away. 
Nor  dare  to  tempt  my  sig-ht ; 
Let  me  begin  the  ensuing*  day. 
Before  I  end  this  night. 

I  Yes,  let  the  work  of  prayer  and  praise 
Employ  my  heart  and  tong-ue : 
Begin,  my  soul,  thy  Sabbath-days 
Can  never  be  too  long". 

i  Let  the  past  mercies  of  the  week, 
Exite  a  g-mteful  frame ; 
Nor  let  my  tong-ue  refuse  to  speak 
Some  good  of  Jesus'  name. 

l  On  wings  of  expectatioii  borne. 
My  hopes  to  heaven  ascend; 
I  long  to  welcome  in  the  morn. 
With  thee  the  day  to  spend. 

SABBATH EVEmm  HYMN. 

HYMN  272.    C,  M. 

t  I^REQUENT  the  day  of  God  returns 
To  shed  its  quickening  beams, 
And  yet  how  slow  devotion  burns, 
How  languid  are  its  flames ! 


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TIMEi 


2  Accept  our  fidnt  attempts  to  lovej 

Our  frailties,  Lord,  forgive ; 
We  would  be  like  thy  saints  above,  4 
And  praise  thee  while  we  live.  \ 

3  Increase,  O  Lord,  our  faith  and  hopej 

And  fit  us  to  ascend. 
Where  the  assembly  ne'er  brakes  up. 
And  Sabbaths  never  end.  ^ 

4  There  we  shall  breathe  in  heavenly  air. 

With  heavenly  lustre  shine  ; 
Before  the  throne  of  God  appear^ 
And  feast  on  love  divine. 


TIME. 

HYMN  273.    L.  M. 

1  i^H  time,  how  few  thy  value  weighj 

How  few  will  estimate  a  day ! 
Days,  months  and  years  are  rolling*  on> 
The  soul  neg-lected  and  undone  ! 

2  In  painful  cares,  or  empty  joy/j, 
Our  life  its  precious  hours  destroys : 
While  death  stands  watching"  at  our  side| 
Eag-er  to  stop  the  living-  tide.  v 

3  Was  it  for  thisj  ye  mortal  race, 
Your  Maker  g-ave  you  here  a  place  ? 


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Was  it  for  this  his  thoug-ht  design'd 
The  frame  of  your  immortal  mind? 

4  For  nobler  cares,  for  joys  sublime, 
He  fashion'd  all  the  sons  of  time ; 
Then  let  us  every  day  g-ive  heed^ 
To  God,  ourselves  and  time  to  yield. 

HYMN  274.    C.  M. 

1  nnHE  time  is  short!  the  season  iiears 
Jl    When  death  will  us  remove, 

To  leave  our  friends,  however  dear* 
And  all  we  fondly  love. 

2  The  time  is  short!  sinners  beware, 

Nor  trifle  time  away; 
The  word  of  your  salvation  hear^ 
While  it  is  callM  to-day. 

5  The  time  is  short!  ye  rebels  nowj 

To  Christ,  the  Lord,  submit; 
To  mercy's  golden  sceptre  boWj 
And  fall  at  Jesus'  feet. 

4  The  time  is  short!  ye  saints  rejoice. 

The  Lord  will  quickly  come, 
Soon  shall  you  hear  the  bridegroom's  voice 
To  call  you  to  5^our  home. 

5  The  time  is  short !  it  swiftly  flies  — 

The  hour  is  just  at  hand, 
When  we  shall  mount  above  the  skies, 
And  reach  the  wish'd  for  land. 


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TIME. 


6  The  time  is  short !  the  moment  neai\ 
When  we  shall  dwell  above ; 
And  be  forever  happy  there, 
With  Jesus,  whom  we  love. 


HYMN  275.    L.  M. 

1  T  IFE  is  the  time  to  serve  the  Lord, 
-■-^  The  time  to  insure  the  g-reat  reward. 
And  while  the  lamp  holds  out  to  burn, 

O  hasten,  sinner,  to  return. 

2  Life  is  the  hour  that  God  hath  giv^n 
To  ^scape  from  hell,  and  fly  to  heaven, 
The  day  of  gi-ace  when  mortals  may 
Secure  the  blessing  of  the  day. 

3  The  living  know  that  they  must  die. 
Beneath  the  clods  their  dust  must  he; 
They  have  no  share  in  all  that 's  done 
Beneath  the  circle  of  the  sun. 

4  Then  what  my  thoughts  design  to  do. 
My  hands  w^ith  all  your  might  pursue ; 
Since  no  device  or  work  is  found. 

Nor  faith,  nor  hope,  beneath  the  ground, 

5  There  are  no  acts  or  pardon  pass'd 
In  the  cold  grave  to  which  we  haste ; 
O  may  we  all  improve  the  grace ; 
And  see  wit4i  joy  thy  glorious  face. 


TIME. 


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HYMN  276.    C.  M. 

TIME,  like  an  ever-rolling*  stream. 
Bears  all  its  sons  away ; 
They  fly,  forgotten  as  a  di-earn, 
Dies  at  the  op'ning*  day. 

I  The  busy  tribes  of  flesh  and  blood. 
With  all  their  cares  and  fears, 
Are  carried  downward  by  the  flood. 
And  lost  in  foll'ing"  years. 

I  O  God,  our  help  in  ag'es  past. 
Our  hope  for  years  to  come^ 
Be  thou  our  guard  while  life  shall  last, 
And  our  eternal  home. 


HYMN  277.    P.  M. 


Fly  rapid  as  the  whirhng  spheres 

Around  the  steady  pole. 
Time,  like  the  tide,  its  motion  keeps. 
And  I  must  launch  thro'  endless  deeps, 

Where  endless  ages  roll. 


2  The  gi'ave  is  near  the  cradle  seen  ; 
How  swift  the  moments  pass  betweenj 

And  whisper  as  they  fly, 
"Unthinking  man,  remember  this, 
^'Tho'  fond  of  sublunary  bliss, 

^*That  you  must  groan  and  die," 


TIME. 


3  My  soul,  attend  the  solemn  call. 
Thine  earthly  tent  rnu^t  shortly  fall. 

And  thou  must  take  thy  flight 
Beyond  the  vast  expansive  blue, 
To  sing  above  as  angels  doj 

Or  sink  in  endless  night. 

4  A  heaven  or  hell,  and  these  alone, 
Beyond  the  present  life  are  known, 

There  is  no  middle  space ; 
To-day  attend  the  call  divine, 
To-morrow  may  be  none  of  thine. 

Or  it  may  be  too  late. 

HYMN  278.    P.  M. 

1  /^OME,  let  us  anew  our  journey  pursue^ 

Roll  round  with  the  year, 
And  never  stand  still  till  the  Master  ap- 
pear ! 

His  adorable  will  let  us  gladly  fulfil. 

And  our  talents  improve, 
B}''  the  patience  of  hope,  and  the  labour 
of  love. 

2  Our  life  as  a  dream,  our  time  as  a  stream 

Glides  swiftly  away ; 
And  the  fugitive  moment  refuses  to  stsif* 
The  arrow  is  flown,  the  moment  is  gone ; 

The  millennial  year 
Rushes  on  to  our  view,  &  eternity's  here. 


TIME. 


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0  that  each  in  the  day  of  His  coming"  may 

say, 

"I  have  foug-ht  my  way  through ; 

1  have  finish'd  the  work  thou  didst  give 

me  to  do  \" 
O  that  each  from  Ms  Lord  may  receive 

tlie  glad  word, 
•Well  and  faithfully  done ! 
Enter  into  my  joy,  and  sit  down  on  my 

throne." 

HYMN  279.    C.  M. 

THEE  we  adore,  Eternal  Name ! 
And  humbly  own  to  thee, 
How  feeble  is  our  mortal  frame, 
What  dying  worms  we  be ! 

'  Our  wasting  lives  grow  shorter  still, 
As  days  and  months  increase  : 
And  every  beating  pulse  we  tell, 
Leaves  but  the  number  less. 

The  year  rolls  round,  and  steals  away 
The  breath  that  first  it  gave  : 

Whatever  we  do,  whatever  we  be. 
We're  travelling  to  the  grave. 

.  Dangers  stand  thick  through  all  the  ground. 
To  push  us  to  the  tomb ; 
And  fierce  diseases  wait  around. 
To  hurry  mortals  home. 


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5  Great  God !  on  what  a  slender  thread 

Hang"  everlasting"  thing's ! 
The'  eternal  states  of  all  the  dead 
Upon  hfe's  feeble  strings. 

6  Infinite  joy,  or  endless  woe, 

Attends  on  every  breath ; 
And  yet  how  imconcern'd  we  go 
Upon  the  brink  of  death ! 

7  Waken,  O  Lord,  our  drowsy  sense 

To  walk  this  dangerous  road ; 
And  if  our  souls  are  hurried  hence, 
May  they  be  found  with  God ! 

HY]VIN  280.    P.  M. 

1  T  O  !  on  a  narrow  neck  of  land; 

'Twixt  two  unbounded  seas  I  stands 

Yet  how  insensible ; 
A  point  of  time,  a  moment's  space 
Removes  me  to  yon  heav'nly  place. 

Or  shuts  me  up  in  hell ! 

2  O  God !  my  inmost  soul  convert 
And  deeply  on  my  thoughtful  heart, 

Eternal  things  impress ; 
Give  me  to  feel  their  solemn  vv^eight. 
And  save  me,  ere  it  be  too  late, 

By  free  and  sovereign  grace. 
Before  me  place  in  bright  array, 
The  "pomp  of  that  tremendous  day, 


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When  thou  in  clouds  shalt  come, 
To  judg-e  the  nations  at  thy  bar ! 
O  tell  me,  Lord,  shall  I  be  there, 

To  meet  a  jo3^ful  doom ! 

Be  this  my  one  great  business  here. 
With  holy  joy  and  holy  fear, 

To  make  my  caliing-  sure ; 
Assist,  O  Lord,  a  feeble  worm. 
Then  shall  I  all  thy  will  perform,, 

And  to  the  end  endure. 


DEATH. 

HYMN  281.    L.  M. 

WHY  should  we  start  and  fear  to  die ! 
What  timorous  worms  we  mortals 
Death  is  the  gate  to  endless  joy,  [are^ 
And  yet  we  dread  to  enter  there. 

Tlie  pains,  the  groans,  the  dying  strife, 
Fright  our  approaching  souls  away ; 

And  we  shrink  back  ag-ain  to  life. 
Fond  of  our  prison  and  our  clay. 

O  if  my  Lord  would  come  and  meet. 
My  soul  would  stretch  her  wings  in  haste^ 

Fly  fearless  through  death's  iron  gate, 
Noi"  feel  the  terrors  as  she  past ! 


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4  Jesus  can  make  a  dying"  bed 

Feel  soft  as  downy  pillows  are, 
While  on  his  breast  I  lean  my  head, 
And  breathe  my  life  out  sweetly  there. 


HYMN  282.    S.  M, 

First  Part, 

1  /4  ND  am  I  born  to  die  ? 

To  lay  this  body  down  ? 
And  must  my  trembling*  spirit  fly 
Into  a  world  unknown  ? 

2  A  land  of  deepest  shade, 

UnpiercM  by  human  thought ; 
The  dreary  regions  of  the  dead. 
Where  all  things  are  forgot  ! 

3  Soon  as  from  earth  I  g-o. 

What  will  become  of  me  r 
Eternal  happiness  or  woe 
Must  then  my  portion  be. 

4  W^ak'd  by  the  trumpet's  sound, 

I  from  my. grave  shall  rise. 
And  see  the  Judge  with  glory  crown'd. 
And  see  the  flaming"  skies  ! 

5  How  shall  I  leave  my  tomb  ? 

With  triumph  or  regret  ? 
A  fearfiil,  or  a  joyful  doom, 
A  curse,  or  blessing  meet  ? 


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6  Will  ang-el  bands  convey 

Their  brother  to  the  bar  ? 
Or  devils  drag*  my  soul  away. 
To  meet  its  sentence  there  ? 

7  Who  can  resolve  the  doubt, 

That  tears  my  anxious  breast  ? 
Shall  the  with  the  damn'd  cast  out, 
Or  number'd  with  the  blest? 

8  I  must  from  God  be  driven, 

Or  w^ith  my  Saviour  dwell; 
Must  come  at  his  command  to  heaven, 
Or  else— depart  to  hell. 


HYMN  283.    S.  M. 

Second  Part. 

OTHOU  that  wouldst  not  have 
One  wretched  sinner  die ; 
Who  diedst  thyself,  my  soul  to  save 
From  endless  misery! 

Show  me  the  way  to  shun 
Thy  dreadful  wrath  severe ; 

That  when  thou  comest  on  thy  throne, 
I  may  with  joy  appear. 

Thou  art  thyself  the  Way, 

Thyself  in  me  reveal ; 
So  shall  I  spend  my  life's  short  day 

Obedient  to  thy  will : 

IS 


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DEATH. 


4  So  shall  I  love  my  God, 

Because  he  first  lov'd  me ; 
And  praise  thee  m  thy  brig-ht  abode. 
To  all  eternity. 

HYMN  284.    S.  M. 

1  \  ND  must  this  body  die, 

This  well-wroug-ht  frame  decay  ? 
And  must  these  active  limbs  of  mine 
Lie  moald'ring-  in  the  clay  ? 

2  Corruption,  earth,  and  worms. 

Shall  but  refine  this  flesh. 
Till  my  triumphant  spirit  comes 
To  put  it  on  afresh. 

•3  God  my  Redeemer  lives, 
And  ever  from  the  sides 
Looks  down  and  watches  all  my  dust. 
Till  he  shall  bid  it  rise. 

4  Array'd  in  g-Iorious  g-race 

Shall  these  vile  bodies  shine, 
And  every  shape,  and  every  face, 
Be  heavenly  and  divine. 

5  These  lively  hopes  we  owe, 

Lord,  to  thy  dying'  love  : 
O  may  we  bless  thy  grace  below. 
And  sing'  thy  g-race  above ! 


DEATH. 


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^6  Saviour,  accept  the  praise 

Of  these  our  humble  song's, 
Till  tunes  of  nobler  sounds  we  raise 
With  our  immortal  tongues. 

HYMN  285,    C.  M. 

1  £\  GOD  !  our  help  in  ages  past, 

Our  hope  for  years  to  come, 
Our  shelter  from  the  stormy  blast. 
And  our  eternal  home : 

2  Under  the  shadow  of  thy  throne^, 

Still  may  we  dwell  secure  i 
Sufficient  is  thine  arm  alone, 
And  our  defence -is  sure. 

S  Before  the  hills  in  order  stood. 
Or  earth  received  her  frame. 
From  everlasting"  thou  art  God, 
To  endless  years  the  same. 

4  A  thousand  ages  in  thy  sight, 
Are  like  an  evening  gone  ; 
Short  as  the  watch  that  ends  the  night, 
Before  the  lising  sun. 

.5  The  busy  tribes  of  flesh  and  blood, 
With  all  their  cares  and  fears, 
Are  carried  downward  by  the  floods 
And  lost  in  following  yeai's. 


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6  Time,  like  an  ever-rolling  stream. 

Bears  all  its  sons  away; 
They  fly,  forgotten,  as  a.  dream 
Dies  at  the  op'ning  day, 

7  O  God !  our  help  in  ages  past, 

Our  hope  for  years  to  come; 
Be  thou  our  guide  while  hfe  shall  last. 
And  our  perpetual  home  ! 

HYMN  286.  8  lines  8s  &  7s. 

1  TTAPPY  soul,  thy  days  are  ended. 

All  thy  mourning  days  below ;, 
Go,  by  angel  guards  attended,; 

To  the  sight  of  Jesus  go. 
Waiting  to  receive  thy  spirit, 

Lo!  thy  Saviour  stands  above  ^ 
Shows  the  purchase  of  his  merit. 

Reaches  out  the  crown  of  love. 

2  Strug'gle  through  thy  latest  passion. 

To  thy  g'reat  Redeemer's  breast  ^ 
To  his  uttermost  salvation. 

To  his  everlasting"  rest. 
For  the  joy  he  sets  before  thee. 

Bear  a  momentary  pain ; 
Die  to  live  a  life  of  glory : 

Suffer,  w^ith  thy  Lord  to  reign. 


DEATH. 


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HYMN  287.    S,  M. 

1  "trow  blest  the  rig-hteous  are  ! 
-H  When  they  resigTi  their  breath ; 
No  wonder  Balaam  wish'd  to  share 

In  such  a  happy  death. 

2  «0h!  let  me  die"  saith  he, 

"The  death  the  righteous  do ; 
"When  life  is  ended,  let  me  be 
"Found  with  the  faithful  few." 

3  The  force  of  truth  how  great! 

When  enemies  confess. 
None  but  the  righteous  whom  they  hate, 
A  solid  hope  possess. 

4  But  Balaam's  wish  was  vain. 

His  heart  was  insincere: 
He  thirsted  for  unrighteous  gain. 
And  sought  a  portion  here, 

5  He  seem'd  the  Lord  to  know. 

And  to  offend  his  loth : 
But  mammon  proved  his  overthrow. 
For  none  can  serve  them  both. 

6  May  you,  my  friends,  and  I, 

Warning  from  hence  receive ; 
If  like  the  righteous  we  would  die, 
We  righteously  must  live. 


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DEATH. 


HYMN  288.    C.  M. 

1  \  ND  let  this  feeble  body  fail, 

And  let  it  faint  or  die ; 
My  soul  shall  quit  the  mournful  vale^ 

And  soar  to  worlds  on  hig-h : 
Shall  join  the  disembodied  saints, 

And  find  its  long*  sought  rest : 
That  only  bliss  for  which  it  pants^ 

In  the  Redeemer's  breast., 

2  In  hope  of  that  immortal  crown 

I  now  the  cross  sustain  ; 
And  g'ladly  wander  up  and  down^ 

And  smile  at  toil  and  pain : 
I  suffer  on  my  thi-eescore  years, 

Till  my  Deliverer  come; 
And  wipe  away  his  servant's  tear%. 

And  take  his  exile  home. 

3  O  what  hath  Jesus  boug-ht  for  me  } 

Before  my  ravish'd  eyes. 
Rivers  of  hfe  divine  I  see, 

And  trees  of  Paradise! 
I  see  a  world  of  spirits  brigiit. 

Who  taste  the  pleasures  there  ! 
They  all  are  rob'd  in  spotless  white^ 

And  conquering-  palms  they  bear. 

4  0  what  are  aU  my  suffering's  here. 

If,  Lord,  thou  count  me  meet>. 


DEATH. 


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With  that  enraptur'd  host  to'  appear. 

And  worship  at  thy  feet ! 
Give  joy  or  grief,  g*ive  ease  or  pain. 

Take  hfe  or  friends  away : 
But  let  me  find  them  all  again 

In  that  eternal  day. 

HYMN  289.    C.  M. 

1  XT ARKJ  from  the  tombs  a  doleful  sound^, 
-■L-"-  My  ears  attend  the  cry ! 

"Ye  living"  men,  come  view  the  ground 
Where  you  must  shortly  lie. 

2  "Princes,  this  clay  must  be  your  bed, 

In  spite  of  all  your  towers : 
The  tall,  the  wise,  the  reverend  head. 
Shall  lie  as  low  as  ours.*' 

3  Great  God !  is  this  our  certain  doom  ! 

And  are  we  still  secure  ! 
Still  walking  downw^ard  to  the  tomb. 
And  yet  prepared  no  more  ! 

4  Grant  us  the  power  of  quickening  grace. 

To  fit  our  souls  to  fly ; 
Then,  when  we  drop  this  dying  flesh. 
We'll  rise  above  the  sky. 

HYMN  290.    L.  M. 

1  ^7"E  mourners  who  in  silent  gloom. 

Bear  your  dear  kindred  to  the  tomb; 


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Grudge  not  when  Christians  go  to  rest, 
They  sleep  in  Jesus,  and  are  blest. 

2  Call  tlien  to  mmd  their  faith,  their  love, 
Their  meekness  for  the  realms  above ; 
And  if  to  heaven  a  saint  is  fled, 

O  mourn  the  living,  not  the  dead. 

3  Weep  o'er  the  thousands  that  remain. 
Deep  sunk  in  sin,  or  rack'd  with  pain ; 
Mourn  your  own  crimes  &  wicked  ways. 
And  learn  to  number  all  your  days. 

HYMN  291.    C.  M. 

1  "^^KTHY  do  we  mourn  departed  friends, 
^  ▼    Or  shake  at  death's  alarms  ? 

'Tis  but  the  voice  that  Jesus  sends, 
To  call  us  to  his  arms. 

2  Why  should  we  tremble  to  convey 

Their  bodies  to  the  tomb  ? 
There  the  dear  flesh  of  Jesus  lay, 
And  left  a  long  perfume. 

3  The  graves  of  all  his  saints  he  blest, 

And  soften'd  every  bed ; 
Where  should  the  dying  members  rest. 
But  with  theu'  dying  Head  ? 

4  Then  let  the  last  loud  trumpet  sound. 

And  bid  liis  kindred  rise : 
Awake  ye  nations  under  ground, 
Ye  saints  ascend  the  skies. 


DEATH. 


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HYMN  292.    S.  M. 

1  4  SOLEMN  march  we  make, 

Towards  the  silent  grave, 
A  lodging"  all  must  quickly  take, 
And  carnal  pleasures  leave. 

2  O  what  a  striking  scene. 

In  this  cold  grave  appears ! 
A  mortal  turn'd  to  dust  again. 
Quite  spun  out  all  his  years. 

o  And  we  who  now  attend. 

Must  soon  resign  our  breath, 
God  will  the  solemn  summons  send, 
By  dreadful  ghastly  death. 

4  If  myself  the'  next  should  be, 

That  crumble  with  the  dust ; 
My  soul — what  then  becomes  of  thee  ? 
Hast  thou  a  lot  with  Christ  ? 

5  Since  I  attended  here. 

My  moments  swiftly  glide. 
And  death  upon  their  wings  they  bear 
A  quick  perpetual  tide. 

6  Now  let  me  home  return, 

And  strive  my  soul  to  save  ; 
Lest  I  in  hell  should  ever  burn, 
And,  with  the  damned  rave. 

7  Jesus,  despised  friend, 

I'll  slight  thy  love  no  more ; 


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DEATH. 


Dear  Saviour,  now  that  Spii'it  scndy 
Which  I  so  g-riev'd  before. 
8  Then  I'll  prepare  to  meet, 
My  Jesus  at  Ms  bar, 

Fov  ever  worship  at  his  feet, 
And  sing"  liis  praises  there. 

ON^  THE  DEATH  OF  A  CHILD. 
HYMN  293.    C.  M. 

1  f  IIHY  life  I  read,  my  gracious  Lord, 
JL    With  transport  all  divine ; 
Thine  image  trace  in  every  word. 

Thy  love  in  every  line. 

2  Methinks  I  see  a  thousand  charms 

Spread  o'er  thy  lovely  face, 
While  infants  in  thy  tender  arms 
Receive  the  smiling"  grace. 

3  "Take  these  little  lambs,"  said  he, 

"And  lay  them  in  my  breast  ; 
Protection  they  shall  find  in  me. 
In  me  the  ever  blest. 

4  "Death  may  the  bands  of  life  unloose,. 

But  can't  dissolve  my  love  : 
Millions  of  infant  souls  compose 
The  family  above. 

5  "Their  feeble  frames  my  power  shall  raise. 

And  mould  with  heavenly  skill ; 


DEATH. 


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I'll  give  them  tong-ues  to  sing-  my  praise^ 
And  hands  to  do  my  w'AV 
6  His  words  the  happy  parents  hear^ 
And  shout  with  joys  divine ; 
O  Saviour,  all  we  have  and  are. 
Shall  be  for  ever  thine. 

HYMN  294.    C.  M, 

1  >%  N  early  summons  Jesus  sends 

To  call  a  child  above  : 
And  whispers  o^er  the  weeping"  friends^, 
'Tis  all  the  fruit  of  love. 

2  To  save  the  darling  child  from  woe. 

And  guard  it  from  all  harms, 
From  all  the  griefs  you  feel  below,. 
I  call'd  it  to  my  arms. 

3  Ah,  do  no"^.  rashly  with  me  strive, 

Nor  vainly  fast  or  weep ; 
The  child,  though  dead,  is  yet  alive. 
And  only  falFn  asleep. 

4  'Tis  on  the  Saviour ^s  bosom  laid. 

And  feels  no  sorrow  there ; 
^Tis  by  a  heavenly  parent  fed, 
And  needs  no  more  your  care. 

5  To  you  the  child  was  only  lent, 

"While  mortal  it  was  thine ; 
But  now  in  robes  immortal  pent„ 
It  lives  for  ever  mine» 


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HYMN  295.    C.  M. 

1  "^^^HEN  blooming"  youth  is  snatch'd  a- 

By  death's  resistless  hand,  [way 
Our  hearts  the  mournful  tribute  pay, 
Wliich  pity  must  demand. 

2  While  pity  prompts  the  rising"  sigh, 

O  may  this  truth,  imprest 
With  awful  power — I  too  must  die, 
Sink  deep  in  every  breast. 

3  Let  this  vain  world  eng-age  no  more, 

Behold  the  g"aping"  tomb  ; 
It  bids  us  seize  the  present  hour. 
To-morrow  death  may  come. 

4  The  voice  of  this  alarming*  scene 

May  every  heart  obey  ; 
Nor  be  the  heavenly  warning  vain 
AVhich  calls  to  watch  and  pray. 

5  O  let  us  fly,  to  Jesus  fly. 

Whose  powerful  arm  can  save ; 
Then  shall  our  hopes  ascend  on  high. 
And  triumph  o'er  the  g-rave. 

6  Great  God,  thy  saving-  gi'ace  impart, 

With  cleansing,  heahng"  power ; 
This  only  can  prepare  the  heart. 
For  death's  surprising  hour. 


JUDGMENT. 


HYMN  296.    L.  M. 

1  TJEFORE  the  great  Jehovah's  bar. 

Soon  must  assembled  worlds  appear,. 
And  ev'ry  deed,  and  word,  and  thought. 
Shall  into  judgment  then  be  brought. 

2  Then  all  shall  hear  their  righteous  doom 
Of  wrath  or  endless  joys  to  come. 

And  each  receive  his  just  reward. 
Of  bliss  or  vengeance  from  the  Lord. 

HYMN  297.    C.  M. 

1  FT1HAT  awful  day  will  surely  come, 
A  The'  appointed  hour  makes  haste. 
When  I  must  stand  before  my  Judge, 

And  pass  the  solemn  test. 

2  Thou  lovely  Chief  of  all  my  joys. 

Thou  Sov'reign  of  my  heart. 
How  could  I  bear  to  hear  thy  voice 
Pronounce  the  sound,  depart  / 

3  The  thunder  of  that  awful  word. 

Would  so  torment  my  ear, 
'Twould  tear  my  soul  asunder,  Lord,, 
With  most  tormenting  fear. 


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4  What,  to  be  banish'd  from  my  Lord, 

And  yet  forever  die  ! 
To  ling-er  in  eternal  pain> 
Yet  death  forever  fly ! 

5  O  wretched  state  of  deep  despair. 

To  see  my  God  remove. 
And  fix  my  doleful  station  where 
I  must  not  taste  his  love ! 

•6  Oh !  tell  me  that  my  worthless  name 
Is  g-raven  on  my  hands  ; 
Show  me  some  promise  in  thy  book. 
Where  my  salvation  stands. 

HYMN  298.    C.  M. 

1  A  ND  must  I  be  to  judgment  brought, 
-^J^  And  answer  in  that  day, 

For  every  vain  and  idle  thoug^ht. 
And  every  word  I  say  ? 

2  Yes,  every  secret  of  my  heart 

Shall  shortly  be  made  known. 
And  I  receive  my  just  desert 
For  all  that  I  have  done. 

3  How  careful  then  oug-ht  I  to  live ! 

With  what  religious  fear. 
Who  such  a  strict  account  must  g-ive 
For  my  beliaviour  here ! 


JUDGMENT. 


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4  Tliou  awful  Judge  of  quick  and  dead. 

The  watchful  power  bestow; 
So  shall  I  to  my  ways  take  heed. 
To  all  I  speak  or  do. 

5  If  now  thou  standest  at  the  door, 

0  let  me  feel  thee  near ! 

And  make  my  peace  with  God,  before 

1  at  thy  bar  appear, 

HYMN  299.    P.  M, 

1  CJEE  the  eternal  Judge  descending, 
^  Seated  on  his  Father's  throne  ; 
Now,  poor  sinner,  Christ  will  show  thee 

That  he's  with  the  Father  One : 

Trumpets  call  thee, 
Stand  and  hear  the  awful  doom, 

2  Hear  the  sinner  now  lamenting. 

At  the  sight  of  fier<:er  pain  ; 
Cries  and  tears  he  now  is  venting, 
,       But  he  weeps  and  cries  in  vain: 
Greatly  mourning, 
That  he  ne'er  was  born  again. 

S  Yonder  sits  my  slighted  Saviour, 
With  the  marks  of  dying  love .: 
O  that  I  had  sought  his  favour. 
When  I  felt  his  Spirit  move ! 

Doom'd  I'm  justl}^. 
For  I  have  against  him  strove. 


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JUDGMENT. 


4  All  his  wooing'  I  have  slighted, 

Wliile  he  daily  sought  my  soul^ 
If  my  vows  to  him  I  plighted, 
Yet  for  sin  I  broke  them  all : 

Golden  moments. 
How  neglected  did  they  roll ! 

5  There  I  see  my  godly  neighbours, 

Who  were  once  despis'd  by  me, 
Now  they  're  glad  in  dazzUng  splendor. 
Waiting  my  sad  fate  to  see  ; 

Farewell,  neighbours  — 
Dismal  gulph  I'm  bound  for  thee  I 

6  Hail !  ye  ghosts,  that  dwell  in  darkness. 

Groaning  rattling  of  your  chains ! 
Christ  has  now  denounc'd  my  sentence, 
I'm  to  dwell  in  endless  pains ; 

Down  I'm  rolling. 
Never  to  return  again. 

7  Nov/  experience  plainly  shows  me. 

Hell  is  not  a  fabled  thing. 
Now  I  see  my  friends  in  glory. 
Round  the  throne  they  ever  sing, 

I'm  tormented 
With  an  everlasting  sting. 


JUDGMENT. 


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HYMN  300.    P.  M. 

1  T  O !  we  see  the  sig-n  appearing", 

Jesus  comes,  the  Judg-e  severe, 
Hell  is  trembling-,  earth  is  quaking, 
Sinners  shriek  with  awful  fear: 

Come  to  judg-ment. 
Stand  your  awful  doom  to  hear. 

2  See  the  world  in  flames  is  burning". 

Hills  and  mountains  fly  away ; 
Lo!  the  moon  and  stars  are  falling", 
Comets  blazing"  through  the  sky: 

Thunders  rolling", 
Sinners  now  for  help  they  cry. 

3  From  the  general  conflagration, 

Moimts  the  righteous  up  on  high, 
Gain  the  hope  of  their  salvation, 
Live  with  God  no  more  to  die : 

Hallelujah! 
Glory  to  the  Lamb,  they  cry. 

4  Stop,  my  soul,  look  back  and  wonder. 

See  the  wicked  left  behind. 
Hear  them  crying,  weeping,  wailing, 
For  a  moment's  ease  to  find  ; 

Doom'd  to  sorrow, 
In  the  lake  of  hell  confinM, 


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HYMN  301.    L.  M. 

1  "OTE  comes !  He  comes !  tlie  Judg-e  severel 
-i.  J.  The  seventh  trumpet  speaks  liim  near; 
His  lig-htning-s  flashy  his  thunders  roll ; 
How  welcome  to  the  faithful  soul ! 

2  From  heaven  ang-elic  voices  sound ; 
See  the  almig-hty  Jesus  crownM! 
Girt  w^ith  omnipotence  and  g-race^ 
And  g*lory  decks  the  Saviour's  face. 

3  Descending*  on  his  azure  throne, 

He  claims  the  kingdoms  for  his  own ; 
The  kingdoms  all  obey,  his  word, 
And  hail  him  their  triumphant  Lord! 

4  Shout,  all  the  people  of  the  sky, 
And  all  the  saints  of  the  Most  High ; 
Our  Lord,  who  now  his  rig'ht' obtains. 
For  ever  and  for  ever  reignis. 

HYM.N  302.    L.  M. 

1  rilhe  gTeat  archangel's  trump  shall  sound, 
A    (\Vhile  twice  ten  thousand  thunders 

roar,) 

Tear  up  the  graves,  and  cleave  the  ground, 
And  make  the  gTcedy  sea  restore. 

2  The  greedy  sea  shall  yield  her  dead, 

The  earth  no  more  her  slain  conceal  ; 
Sinners  shall  hft  their  g-vulty  head. 
And  shrmk  to  see  a  yawning'  hell. 


JUDGMENT. 


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,  3  But  we,  who  now  our  Lord  confess, 
'        And  faithful  to  the  end  endure, 
Shall  stand  in  Jesus'  rig-hteousness  : 
Stand,  as  the  Rock  of  Ages,  sure. 

4  We,  while  the  stars  from  heaven  shall  fall, 

And  mountains  are  on  mountains  hurPd, 
Shall  stand  uilmov'd  amidst  them  all. 
And  smile  to  see  a  burning"  world. 

5  The  earth  and  all  the  works  therein 

Dissolve,  by  raging-  flames  destroy^l; 
"While  we  survey  the  awful  scene. 
And  mount  above  the  fiery  void. 

6  By  faith  we  now  transcend  the  skies. 

And  on  that  ruin'd  world  look  down : 
By  love  above  all  height  we  rise. 
And  share  the  everlasting*  throne. 

HYMN  303.    C.  M. 

1  "riEHOLD  that  great  and  awful  day 

Of  parting-  soon  will  come. 
When  sinners  must  be  hurl'd  away, 
And  Christians  gathered  home  ! 

2  Perhaps  the  parent  sees  the  child 

Sink  down  to  endless  flames, 
With  shrieks  and  howls,  and  bitter  cries, 
Ne>  er  to  rise  again. 


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3  "O  father,  see  my  blazing"  hands ! 

Mother,  behold  your  child  ! 
Ag-ainst  you  now  a  witness  stands. 
Amidst  the  flames  confin'd 

4  The  child  perhaps  the  parents  view. 

Go  headlong'  down  to  hell : 
Gone  with  the  rest  of  Satan^s  crew. 
And  bid  the  child  farewell  1 

5  The  husband  sees  his  piteous  wife, 

With  whom  he  once  did  dwell. 
Depart  with  g^roans  and  bitter  cries. 
My  husband,  fare  you  well !  , 

6  But  O,  perhaps  the  wife  may  see 

The  man  she  once  did  love. 
Sink  down  to  endless  misery, 
While  she  is  crowned  above  ! 

HYMN  304.    S.  M. 

1  rilHOU  Judge  of  quick  and  dead, 

Before  whose  bar  severe. 
With  holy  joy,  or  guilty  dread, 
W"e  ail  sifiall  soon  appear ; 

2  Our  caution'd  souls  prepare 

For  that  tremendous  day, 
And  fill  us  now  with  watchful  care, 
And  stir  us  up  to  pray : 


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3  To  pray  and  wait  the  hour, 

That  awful  hour  unknown, 
When  rob'd  m  majesty  and  power. 
Thou  shalt  from  heaven  come  down. 

4  The'  uTimortal  Son  of  man. 

To  judg-e  the  human  race, 
With  all  thy  Fatlier^s  dazzling-  train, 
With  all  thy  g-lorious  g-race. 

5  To  damp  our  earthly  joys. 

To'  increase  our  g-racious  fears. 
For  ever  let  the'  archang-el's  voice 
Be  sounding"  in  our  ears; 

6  The  solemn  midnig-ht  cry, 

"Ye  dead,  the  Judg-e  is  come ! 
Arise,  and  meet  him  in  the  sky. 
And  meet  3^our  instant  doom  I" 

7  O  may  we  thus  be  found 

Obedient  to  thy  word. 
Attentive  to  the  trumpet's  sound. 
And  looking-  for  our  Lord ! 

8  O  may  we  all  insure 

A  lot  among"  the  blest : 
And  watch  a  moment  to  secure 
An  everlasting"  rest. 


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ETERNITY. 

HYMN  305.    C.  M. 

1  TESUS,  my  Lord,  to  glory's  gone, 
^    Him  will  I  g-o  and  see ; 

And  all  my  brethren  here  below. 
Will  soon  come  after  me. 

2  My  friends,  I  bid  you  all  adieu, 

I  leave  you  in  God's  care ; 
And  if  I  never  more  see  you, 
Go  on,  I'll  meet  you  there. 

3  When  we've  been  there  ten  thousand  years 

Bright  shining  as  the  sun, 
We've  no  less  days  to  sing  God's  praise. 
Than  when  we  first  begun. 

4  And  when  as  many  years  have  pass'd. 

As  sands  upon  the  shore. 
The  saints  above  shall  have  no  fear, 
That  theu'  blest  days  are  o'er. 

5  If  all  the  drops  in  ocean's  wide 

Could  but  be  number'd  o'er. 
And  then  by  millions  multiplied. 
And  thrice  as  many  more.  — 

6  And  then  as  many  years  should  pass, 

As  water  drops  that  fall, 
Or  grains  of  sand,  or  spires  of  grass, 
Upon  this  earthly  ball. 


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T  And  when  as  many  millions  more. 
As  stars  that  fill  the  sky  ; 
Then  all  these  numbers  doubled  o'er. 
Can't  meet  eternity. 

5  Eternity  will  still  remain, 
'Twill  be  eternity ; 
The  song"  to  Christ  who  once  was  slain, 
Will  last  eternallj^, 

HYMN  306.    L.  M. 

ETERNITY  is  just  at  hand  ! 
And  shall  I  waste  my  ebbing"  sand  ? 
And  careless  view  departing-  day. 
And  throw  my  inch  of  time  away  ? 

J  But  an  eternity  there  is, 
Of  endless  woe  or  endless  bliss : 
And  swift  as  time  fulfils  its  round. 
We  to  eternity  are  bomid^ 

;  What  countless  millions  of  mankind 
Have  left  this  fleeting-  world  behind! 
They're  g'one!  but  where?  ah,  pause  &  seel 
Gone  to  a  long"  eternity  ! 

1^  Sinner,  canst  thou  for  ever  dwell 
In  all  the  fiery  deeps  of  hell? 
And  is  death  nothing-  then  to  thee  — 
Death  and  a  dread  eternity  ?  | 


HYMN  307.  CM. 

1  "^LTE  golden  lamps  of  heaven!  farewell. 
With  all  your  feeble  light, 
Farewell,  thou  ever-changing  moon, 


Pale  empress  of  the  night ! 
2  And  thou,  refulgent  orb  of  day, 


In  brighter  flames  array'd ! 
My  soul,  which  springs  beyond  thy  sphere 
No  more  demands  thine  aid. 

S  Ye  stars  are  but  the  shining  dust 
Of  my  divine  abode. 
The  pavement  of  those  heavenly  courts, 
Where  I  shall  reign  with  God. 

4  The  Father  of  eternal  light 

Shall  there  his  beams  display; 
Nor  shall  one  moment's  darkness  mix 
With  that  unvary'd  day. 

5  No  more  the  drops  of  piercing*  grief 

Shall  swell  into  mine  eyes ; 
Nor  the  meridian  sun  decline 
Amidst  those  brighter  skies. 

6  There  all  the  millions  of  his  saints 

Shall  in  one  song  unite, 
And  each  the  bliss  of  all  shall  share 
With  infinite  delight. 


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HEAVEN, 


HYMN  308.    C.  M. 

1  JERUSALEM!  my  happy  home, 
J  O,  how  I  long"  for  thee ! 
When  will  my  sorrows  have  an  end  i 

Thy  joys  when  shall  I  see  ? 

2  Thy  walls  are  all  of  precious  stone. 

Most  glorious  to  behold! 
Thy  g-ates  are  richly  set  with  pearl, 
Thy  streets  are  pav^d  with  g-old. 

3  Thy  gardens  and  thy  pleasant  greens. 

My  study  long  have  been; 
Such  sparkling  light,  by  human  sight. 
Has  never  yet  been  seen. 

4  If  heaven  be  thus,  O  !  glorious  Lord, 

Why  should  I  stay  from  thence ! 
What  folly  His  that  I  should  dread 
To  die  and  go  from  hence. 

HYMN  309.    C.  M. 

1  mHERE  is  a  land  of  pure  delight. 
Where  saints  immortal  reign ; 
Infinite  day  excludes  the  nighty 
And  pleasures  banish  pain. 


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HEAVEN-. 


2  There  everlasting-  spring*  abides. 

And  never- withering"  flowers ; 
Death  like  a  narrow  sea,  divides, 
This  heav'nly  land  from  ours. 

3  Sweet  fields  beyond  the  swelling*  flood. 

Stand  drest  in  living"  g'reen ; 
So  to  the  Jews  old  Canaan  stood, 
While  Jordan  x'olPd  between. 

4  But  tim'rous  mortals  start  and  shrink 

To  cross  this  narrow  sea; 
And  ling-er  shiv'rin^  on  the  brink, 
And  fear  to  launch  away. 

5  0  could  we  make  our  doubts  remove, 

The  g-loomy  doubts  that  rise. 
And  see  the  Canaan  that  we  love. 
With  unbeclouded  eyes. 

6  Could  we  but  climb  where  Moses  stood. 

And  view  the  land-scape  o'er, 
Not  Jordan's  streams  nor  death's  cold  flood 
Should  frig-ht  us  from  the  sliore. 

HYMN  310.  CM. 

1  £\N  Jordan's  stormy  banks  I  stand. 

And  cast  a  wishful  eye 
To  Canaan's  fair  and  happy  land. 
Where  my  possessions  lie. 

2  O  the  transporting"  rapt'rous  scene, 

That  rises  to  my  sig-ht  I 


HEAVEN. 


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Sweet  fields  array'd  in  living*  green, 
And  rivers  of  delight ! 

3  There  gen'rous  fruits  that  never  fail 

On  trees  immortal  g-row, 
There  rocks  and  hills,  and  brooks  &  vales 
With  milk  and  honey  flow. 

4  All  o'er  those  wide  extended  plains 

Shines  one  eternal  day; 
There  God,  the  Son,  forever  reigns. 
And  scatters  night  away. 

5  No  chilling  winds,  nor  poisonous  breath 

Can  reach  that  healthful  shore ; 
Sickness  and  sorrow,  pain  and  death, 
Are  felt  and  fear'd  no  more. 

6  When  shall  I  reach  that  happy  place, 

And  be  for  ever  blest  ? 
When  shall  I  see  my  Father's  face, 
And  in  his  bosom  rest  ? 

7  FilPd  with  delight  my  raptur'd  soul 

Would  here  no  longer  stay ; 
Tho'  Jordan's  waves  around  me  roll. 
Fearless  I'd  launch  away. 

HYMN  311.    C.  M. 
1  /^OME  on,  my  brethren  in  the  Lord, 
Whose  hearts  are  join'd  in  one ; 
Hold  up  your  heads  with  courag-e  bold, 
Your  race  is  almost  run  : 


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HEAVEX. 


Above  the  clouds,  behold  Hun  stand, 

And  smiling  bids  you  come ; 
And  ang-els  wliisp'ring*  you  awav. 

To  your  eternal  home. 
2  To  see  a  pilgrim  as  he  dies. 

With  glory  in  his  view  : 
To  heaven  he  hfts  his  longing  eyes. 

And  bids  the  world  adieu, 
WhUe  friends  are  weeping  all  around. 

And  loth  to  let  him  go ; 
He  shouts  vvdth  his  expiring  breath. 

And  leaves  them  all  below! 

S  O  Christians,  are  you  ready  now. 

To  cross  the  swelling  flood ; 
On  Canaan's  happy  shore  to  stand. 

And  see  your  smiling  God ! 
The  dazzHng  charms  of  that  bright  world 

Attracts  my  soul  above  ! 
My  tongue  shall  shout  redeeming  grace. 

When  perfected  in  love. 

4  Go  on,  my  brethren  in  the  Lord, 

I'm  bound  to  meet  you  there ; 
Although  we  tread  enchanted  gi*ound. 

Be  bold  and  Jie>-er  fear ; 
Fight  on,  fight  on,  ye  vahant  souls. 

The  land  appears  in  viev,* ; 
I  hope  to  gain  fair  Canaan's  shore. 

And  there  to  meet  with  you. 


HEAVEN. 


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HYMN  312.    8  lines  Ta. 

1  "IILTHO  are  these  arrayed  in  white, 

^  ^   Brighter  than  the  noon-day  sun  ? 
Foremost  of  the  sons  of  light ; 

Nearest  the  eternal  throne  ? 
These  are  they  that  bore  the  cross. 

Nobly  for  their  Master  stood  ; 
Sufferers  in  his  righteous  cause  : 

Followers  of  the  Lamb  of  God. 

2  Out  of  great  distress  they  came : 

Wash'd  tlieir  robes  by  faith  below, 
In  the  blood  of  yonder  Lamb, 

Blood  that  washes  white  as  snow ; 
Therefore  are  they  next  the  throne. 

Serve  their  Maker  day  and  night: 
God  resides  among  his  own, 

God  doth  in  his  saints  delig-ht. 

3  More  than  conquerors  at  last, 

Here  they  find  their  trials  o^er ; 
They  have  all  their  sufferings  past, 

Hunger  now  and  tliirst  no  more : 
No  excessive  heat  they  feel 

From  the  sun^s  directer  ray ; 
In  a  milder  clime  they  dwell, 

Region  of  eternal  day. 

4  He  that  on  the  throne  doth  reig-n, 

Them  the  Lamb  shall  always  feed  j 


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HELL. 


With  the  tree  of  hfe  sustain ; 

To  the  living-  fountains  lead; 
He  shall  all  their  sorrows  chase, 

All  their  wants  at  once  remove  ; 
Wipe  the  tears  frorn  every  face; 

Fill  up  every  soul  with  love. 

HELL. 

HYMN  313.    L.  M. 

1  "0"ELL !  'tis  a  word  of  dreadful  sound, 
-^-^  It  chills  the  heart  and  shocks  the  ear; 
It  spreads  a  sickly  damp  around, 

And  makes  the  g-uilty  quake  with  fear. 

2  Far  from  the  utmost  verge  of  day,         '  ■ 
Its  frig"htful,  g-loomy  reg-ion  lies  ! 
Fierce  flames  amidst  the  darkness  play. 
And  thick  sulphureous  vjipours  rise. 

2  Conscience,  the  never  dying*  worm; 
With  constant  torture  g-naws  the  heart ; 
And  woe  and  wrath,  in  every  form, 
Inflame  the  wounds,  increase  the  smart. 

4  T\ie  wretches  rave  o'erwhelm'd  with  woe^ 
And  bite  their  everlasting*  chains  ; 
And  with  their  rag-c,  their  tormentk  gToiv, 
sentment  but  aog-ments  their  pains. 


HELL. 


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$  Sad  world  indeed!  what  heart  can  bear 
Hopeless  in  all  these  pains  to  lie ; 
RackM  with  vexation — g-rief,  despair — 
And  ever  dying", — never  die  ? 

6  "Lord,  save  a  g'uilty  soul  from  hell, 
Who  seeks  thy  pard'ning",  cleansing*  blood; 
O  let  me  in  thy  king-dom  dwell, 
To  praise  my  Saviour,  and  my  God/' 

HYMN  514.    L.  M. 

1  "WITITH  holy  fear  and  humble  song" 

The  dreadful  God  our  souls  adore; 
Reverence  and  awe  become  the  tong-ue 
That  speaks  theiterrors  of  his  power. 

2  Far  in  the  deep,  where  darkness  dwells. 
The  land  of  horror  and  despair. 
Justice  hath  built  a  dismal  hell, 

And  laid  her  stores  of  veng-eance  there. 

5  [Eternal  plag-ues,  and  heavy  chains. 
Tormenting  racks  and  fiery  coals, 
And  darts  to'  inflict  immortal  pains, 
Dy'd  in  the  blood  of  damned  souls. 

[  There  Satan,  the  first  sinner,  lies. 
And  roars,  and  bites  his  iron  bands ; 
In  vain  the  rebel  strives  to  rise, 
Crush'd  with  the  weight  of  both  thy  hands.] 
The  g'uilty  ghosts  of  Adam's  race 
Shriek  out,  and  how]  beneath  thy  rod; 


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HELL. 


Once  they  could  scorn  a  Saviour's  grace, 
But  they  incens'd  a  dreadful  God. 

6  Tremble,  my  soul,  and  kiss  the  Son ; 
Sinner,  obey  thy  Saviour's  call; 
Else  your  damnation  hastens  on, 
And  hell  g*ap3  wide  to  wait  youi'  fall. 

HYMN  315.    C.  M. 

1  TVTY  thoug-hts  on  awful  subjects  roll, 
■^^-^   Damnation  and  the  dead ; 
What  horrors  sei^e  the  g-uilty  soul 

Upon  a  dying"  bed  ! 

2  Ling^'ring"  about  these  mortal  shores. 

She  makes  a  long-  delay, 
Ti^  like  a  flood  with  rapid  force. 

Death  sweeps  the  wretch  away. 
S  Then  swift  and  dreadful  she  descends 

Down  to  the  fiery  coast. 
Among"  abominable  fiends, 

Herself  a  frig-htful  g-host. 

4  There  endless  crowds  of  sinners  lie. 

And  darkness  makes  their  chains ; 
Tortur'd  with  keen  despair  they  cry. 
Yet  wait  for  fiercer  pains. 

5  Not  all  their  ang-uish  and  their  blood, 

For  their  old  g-uilt  atones ; 
Nor  the  compassion  af  a  God, 
Shall  hearken  to  their  gi-oans. 


PARTING  &C. 


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6  Amazing  grace,  that  kept  my  breath. 
Nor  bid  my  soul  remove. 
Till  I  had  learned  my  Saviour's  death. 
And  well  insur'd  his  love. 


PARTING  AND  DISMISSION. 


HYMN  316.    L.  M. 

1  Tp^arewell,  dear  friends,  I  must  be  gone, 
MJ^  I  have  no  home  or  stay  with  you ; 
I'll  take  my  staff  and  travel  on. 

Till  I  a  better  world  do  view. 
CHOE  US.  —  Farewell,  farewell,  farewell^ 
My  loving  friendsy  farewell, 

2  Farewell,  young  converts  of  the  cross. 

Oh!  labour  hard  for  Christ  and  heaven; 
You've  counted  all  things  here  but  dross. 
Fight  on,  the  crown  will  soon  be  giv'n. 

Farewell,  &c. 

3  Farewell,  poor,  careless  sinners,  too. 

It  grieves  my  heart  to  leave  you  here ; 
Eternal  vengeance  waits  for  you, 
O  turn,  and  find  salvation  near ! 

0  turn,  0  turn,  0  turn  ! 
And  find  salvation  near, 
U 


SIO 


PARTING  AND 


HYMN  317.    P.  M. 

1  "l^T'^^^  h^-ppy  children  who  follow  Jesus  ^ 

^  ^  Into  the  house  of  prayer  and  praise, 
And  join  in  union,  while  love  increases, 

Resolv'd  tliis  way  to  spend  our  days, 
Altho'  we're  hated  by  the  world  &  Satan,  | 

By  the  flesh,  and  such  as  love  not  God; 
Yet  happy  moments  and  joyful  seasons, 

We  oft-times  find  on  Canaan's  road. 

2  Since  we've  been  waiting*  on  blessed  Jesus  i 

We  felt  some  streng-th  come  from  above  1 
Our  hearts  have  burnt  with  holy  rapture,  ] 

We  long"  to  be  with  Christ  above. 
Then  let  us  hold  fast  what  is  g-iven, 

And  trust  in  God  for  time  to  come  : 
Sure  we  shall  find  our  way  to  heaven, 

So  farewell  brethren,  we're  g-oing-home. 

3  And  as  we  g-o,  let  us  praise  our  Jesus, 

And  pray  for  those  who  spurn  his  g-race; 
Lest  they  should  loose  love's  richest  trea- 

And  ne'er  enjoy  his  smiling  face;  [sure, 
Now  here 's  my  heart  and  best  wishes, 

In  token  of  my  Christian  love ; 
In  hopes  with  you  to  praise  my  Jesus, 

So  farewell,  brethren,  we'll  meet  above. 


DISMISSIOK. 


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HYMN  318.  P.M. 

1  Tj^AREWELL,  my  clear  brethren,  the 
JP  time  is  at  hand, 

That  we  must  be  parted  from  this  social 
land:; 

Our  several  engag-ements  now  call  us  away, 
Our  parting" is  needful,  and  we  must  obey. 

2  Farewell,  my  dear  brethren,  fai-ewell  for 

a  while. 

We'll  soon  meet  ag-ain,  if  kind  Providence 
smile ; 

But  when  we  are  parted  and  scattered 
abroad, 

We  '11  pray  for  each  other  v/hen  wrestling* 
with  God. 

3  Farewell,  faithful  soldiea^s,  you  '11  soon  be 

discharg-'d. 
The  war  will  be  ended,  your  treasures  en- 
larg-'d ; 

With  shouting"  and  singing",  tho'  Jordan 
may  roar, 

We'll  enter  fair  Canaan,  and  rest  on  the 
shore. 

4  Farewell,  ye  converts,  who  're  listed  for 

war. 

Sore  trials  await  you,  but  Jesus  is  near  ; 
Altho'  you  must  travel  the  dark  wilderness, 
iTour  Captain's  before  you,  he'll  lead  you 
to  peace. 


312  PARTING  AND 

5  The  world  and  the  devil,  and  heU  all  unite. 
And  bold  persecution  will  try  you  to  fright; 
But  Jesus  stands  for  you,  who  is  stronger 

than  they, 

Let  this  animate  you  to  march  on  your 
way. 

6  Farewell,  seeking-  mourners,  witji  sa^  bro- 

ken hearts, 
O  hasten  to  Jesus,  and  choose  the  good  part. 
He's  full  of  compassion,  and  mighty  to  save. 
His  arms  are  extended  your  souls  to  receive, 

7  Farewell,  faithful  Christians,  farewell  all 

around. 

Perhaps  we  '11  not  meet  till  the  last  tnmip 

shall  sound ; 
To  meet  you  in  glory,  I'll  give  you  my 
hand, 

Our  Saviour  to  praise  in  a  pure  social  band. 


HYMN  319.    C.  M. 

1  T  ORD,  when  together  here  we  meet, 
•B"^  And  taste  thy  heavenly  grace, 
Thy  smiles  are  so  divinely  sweet. 

We're  loth  to  leave  the  place. 

2  Yet,  Father,  since  it  is  thy  will, 

That  we  must  part  again,  . 
O  let  thy  gracious  presence  still 
With  every  soul  remain. 


DISMISSION. 


313 


3  Thus  let  us  all  in  Christ  be  one. 
Bound  with  the  cords  of  love, 
Till  we  around  thy  g-lorious  throne^ 
Shall  joyous  meet  above, 

HYMN  320.    L.  M, 

1  IVfY  dearest  friends  in  bonds  of  love, 
J-^-*-  Our  hearts  in  sweetest  union  prove 
Your  friendship  like  a  drawing"  band, 
Yet  we  must  take  the  parting-  hand. 
Your  presence  sweet,  your  union  dear, 
YoUr  words  delightful  to  my  ear ; 
And  when  I  see  that  we  must  part, 
You  draw  like  cords  around  my  heart, 

'2  How  sweet  the  hours  have  passed  away. 
When  we  have  met  to  sing  and  pray. 
How  loth  I've  been  to  leave  the  place, 
When  Jesus  shows  his  smiling*  face ; 
O  could  T  stay  with  friends  so  kind. 
How  it  would  cheer  my  struggling-  mind! 
But  duty  makes  me  understand. 
That  we  must  take  the  parting  hand. 

3  And  since  it  is  God's  holy  will, 
We  must  be  parted  for  a  while. 
In  sweet  submission,  all  in  one. 
We  '11  say,  our  Father's  will  be  done. 
Dear  fellow  youth,  in  Christian  ties. 
Who  seek  for  mansions  in  the  skies-— 


314 


PARTING  AND 


Fight  on,  you^ll  win  that  happy  shore^ 
"Where  parting-  hands  are  knQ\yn  no  more. 

4  How  oft  I've  seen  the  flowing  tears, 
And  heard  you  tell  your  hopes  and  fears,, 
Your  hearts  with  lov  e  have  seem'd  to  flame 
Which  makes  me  hope  we'll  meet  again. 
Ye  mourning  souls  in  sad  surprise,  j 
Jesus  remembers  all  your  cries;  | 
O  taste  his  gi-ace,  in  all  that  land 
We  '11  no  more  take  the  parting  hand. 

HYMN  321.    P.  M, 

1  TESUS,  grant  us  all  a  blessing, 

*^  Send  it  down,  Lord,  from  above. 
May  we  all  go  home  a  praying. 

And  rejoicing  in  thy  love. 
Farewell  brethren,  farevv'ell  sisters. 

Till  we  all  shall  meet  again. 

2  May  thy  presence.  Lord,  go  with  us^ 

To  each  one's  respective  home  j 
And  the  blessing  of  our  Jesus 

Rest  upon  us  every  one. 
Farewell,  &c. 

HYMN  322.   L.  M. 

1  T^ISMISS  us  with  thy  blessing.  Lord, 
"  Help  us  to  feed  upon  thy  word ; 


DISMISSION", 


31S 


All  that  has  been  amiss  forgive^ 
And  let  thy  truth  within  us  live. 

2  Tho'  we  are  gnilty ;.  thou  art  g-ood ; 
Wash  all  our  works  in  Jesus^  blood ; 
Give  every  fetter'd  soul  release^ 
And  bid  us  all  «*depart  in  peace.'* 

HYMN  323.    P.  M. 

1  T  ORD,  dismiss  us  with  thy  blessing. 

Fill  our  hearts  with  joy  and  peace : 
L^t  us  now,  thy  love  possessing, 
Triumph  in  redeeming"  g^race, 
O  refresh  us, 
Trav'ling  through  tMs  wilderness. 

2  And  whene'er  the  signal 's  given. 

Us  from  earth  to  call  away ; 
Borne  on  angels'  wings  to  heaven. 

Glad  the  summons  to  obey, 
May  we  ever 
Reign  with  Christ  in  endless  day. 

HYMN  324.    C.  M. 

1  rpo  Father,  Son,  and  Holy  Ghost^ 
A   The  God  whom  we  adore, 
Be  everlasting  honours  paid. 
Henceforth,  for  evermore* 


316 


MISCELLANEOUS  HYMNS. 

HYMN  325.  L.  M. 

1  O,  my  beloved  husband,  g^. 

And  loud  tJie  g'ospel  trumpet  blow. 
Proclaim  to  Adam^s  fallen  race 
The  riches  of  redeeming*  grace. 

2  Warn  sinners  of  their  dreadful  state. 
That  they  repent  ere  it's  too  late, 
And  point  them  to  a  Saviour's  blood, 
That  they  may  know  a  pard'ning"  God, 

o  Exhort  believers  not  to  rest^ 

Short  of  the  mind  that  Christ  possessM, 
'Till  they  are  sav'd  and  cleans'd  from  sin. 
And  perfectly  renew'd  within. 

4  See  souls  regardless  of  all  good. 
Rushing  with  speed  the  downward  road ; 
And  Christians  setting  on  their  lees, 
Intent  on  honours,  pleasures,  ease. 

5  Go,  then,  my  love,  be  strong,  behold, 
The  great  reward  is  yet  untold. 
That  waits  the  faithful  sons  of  God, 
On  Zion's  peaceful  blest  abode. 

6  It's  very  painful  to  my  heart,  ^ 
With  him  I  love  so  oft  to  part. 


9 


MISCELLANEOUS. 


317 


And  nature  drops  the  silent  tear. 
But  Jesus  whispers,  I  am  here. 

7  Then  whilst  his  love  he  doth  reveal, 
Thro*  all  my  soul  a  heaven  I  feel ; 
Then  I  can  part  with  all  that 's  dear. 
And  grace  restrains  the  falling"  tear. 

8  Then  let  us  cheerfully  sustain 

A  few  more  days  of  toil  and  pain. 
Till  we  are  call'd  with  those  above, 
To  sing  the  wonders  of  his  love. 

HYMN  326.    8  lines  8s. 

1  TTOW  tedious  and  tasteless  the  hours, 

when  Jesus  no  longer  I  see;  [flow'rSj 
Sweet  prospects,  sweet  birds  and  sweet 

Have  all  lost  their  sweetness  to  me. 
The  mid-summer  sun  shines  but  dim.. 

The  fields  strive  in  vain  to  look  gay ; 
But  when  I  am  happy  in  him, 

December 's  as  pleasant  as  May.- 

2  His  name  yields  the  richest  perfume. 

And  sweeter  than  music  his  voice ; 
His  presence  disperses  my  gloom. 

And  makes  all  within  me  rejoice; 
I  should,  were  he  always  thus  nig-h. 

Have  nothing  to  wish  or  to  fear. 
No  mortal  more  happy  than  I, 

My  summer  would  last  all  the  year. 


318  MISCELLANEOUS. 


3  Dear  Lord,  if  indeed  I  am  thine, 

If  thou  art  my  sun  and  my  song*, 
Say,  why  do  I  lang-uish  and  pine  ? 

And  why  are  my  winters  so  long-  ? 
O  drive  these  dark  clouds  from  my  sky,. 

Thy  soul-cheering"  presence  restore  : 
Or  take  me  to  thee  up  on  hig-h, 

Where  winter  and  clouds  are  no  more 

Wedding  Hymn, 
HYMN  327.    C.  M. 

1  CJINCE  Jesus  freely  did  appear 

To  g-race  a  marriag-e  feast, 
O  Lord,  we  ask  thy  presence  here,, 
To  make  a  wedding"  g-uest. 

2  Upon  the  bridal  pair  look  down. 

Who  now  have  plig*hted  hands  ; 
Their  union  with  thy  favour  crown,. 
And  bless  the  nuptial  bands. 

3  In  purest  love  these  souls  unite. 

That  they  with  Christian  care, 
May  make  domestic  burdens  lig'ht. 
By  taking"  mutual  share. 

4  And  when  that  solemn  hour  shall  come,. 

And  life's  short  space  be  o'er. 
May  they  in  triumph  reach  that  home,. 
Where  they  shall  part  no  more. 


MISCELLANEOUS. 


319 


The  Broad  and  the  Narrow  Way, 
HYMN  328.    C.  M. 

1  'WX/'IDE  is  the  gate,  and  broad  the  way,, 

Which  leads  to  endless  woe ! 
My  soul,  behold  what  multitudes 
Down  to  perdition  go  1 

2  But  yonder  see  that  narrow  path. 

Which  leads  to  endless  bliss  — 
There  see  a  happy  chosen  few. 
Redeemed  by  sovereign  grace. 

3  They  from  destruction's  city  came,. 

To  Zion  upward  tend : 
The  Bible  is  their  precious  map, 
And  God  himself  their  friend. 

4  Dear  Lord!  I  would  a  pilgrim  be,. 

Guide  thou  my  feet  aright ; 
I  would  not  for  ten  thousand  worlds. 
Be  banish'd  from  thy  sight. 

5  'Tis  heaven  to  see  thy  blissful  face  — 

I  long  to  dwell  above, 
To  feast  on  thy  unbounded  stores. 
And  praise  redeeming  love» 


320 


MISCELLANEOUS. 


Reading  the  Scriptures. 
HYMN  329.    C.  M. 

1  TESTIS,  my  Saviour  and  my  Lord, 
^   To  thee  I  lift  my  eyes  ; 
Teach  and  instruct  me  by  thy  word, 

And  make  me  truly  wise. 

2  Make  me  to  know  and  understand 

Thy  whole  revealed  will ; 
Fain  would  I  learn  to  comprehend 
Thy  love  more  clearly  still. 

3  Help  me  to  read  this  volume  o'er 

With  new  and  fresh  delig-ht. 
Help  me  to  love  its  Author  more, 
To  seek  thee  day  and  night. 

4  O  let  it  purify  my  heart, 

And  g'uide  me  all  my  days  ; 
Its  v/onders,  Lord,  to  me  impart. 
And  thou  shalt  have  the  praise. 

The  Christian. 

HYMN  330.    L.  M. 

1  rWlHE  Christian  knoAVS  his  God  arig-ht. 
And  worships  him  with  strong*  delig'ht 
He 's  taught  of  God  and  truly  wise, 
Still  sets  the  Lord  before  liis  eyes. 


MISCELLANEOUS. 


321 


2  The  Christian  hates  his  every  sin, 
Evils  external  or  within ; 

And  with  an  humble,  contrite  heart 
From  all  that's  sinful  doth  depart. 

3  The  Christian  has  a  faith  divine. 
And  does  to  faith  obedience  join; 
Believes  the  truth,  the  truth  obeys. 
And  always  walks  in  holy  ways. 

4  The  Christian  is  a  man  of  God, 

He  takes  the  pure,  the  heavenly  road ; 
All  his  affections  rise  above, 
And  all  his  heart  is  full  of  love. 

5  The  Christian  shines  with  lustre  brig-ht. 
His  understanding"  's  full  of  lig-ht ; 

To  Jesus  Christ  he 's  wholly  giv'n. 
And  is  indeed  a  form  of  heaven. 

6  To  thee,  O  Lord,  my  soul  aspires. 
And  kindles  with  seraphic  fires ; 
The  real  Christian  I  would  be. 

And  live  conform'd  to  heaven  and  thee, 

Spiritual  Voyage, 

HYMN  331.  P.M. 

1  nnHE  people  called  Christians, 
How  many  things  they  tell. 
About  the  land  of  Canaan, 
Where  saints  and  angels  dwell : 


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MISCELLANEOUS. 


But  sin,  that  dreadful  ocean. 
Encloses  them  around, 

While  time  still  divides  them 
From  Canaan's  happy  g-round. 

2  Thousands  have  been  impatient 

To  find  their  passage  throug-h, 
And  with  united  vigour 

Have  tried  what  they  could  do ; 
But  vessels  built  by  human  skill 

Have  never  sailed  far 
Till  they're  found  run  ag-round 

On  some  dreadful  sandy  bar, 

3  The  Gospel  ship  of  Jesus 

Has  launch'd  the  deep  at  last. 
Behold  her  sails  suspended 

Around  her  towering-  masts ; 
Around  her  decks,  in  order. 

The  joyful  sailors  stand, 
Crying,  O  here  we  go 

To  Tmmanuel's  happy  land! 

4  To  those  who  are  spectators. 

What  sorrow  must  ensue. 
To  have  their  old  companions 

Bid  them  a  long  adieu ; 
The  pleasures  of  a  paradise 

No  longer  them  invite ; 
They  may  rail  while  we  sail, 

But  we'll  soon  be  out  of  sight. 


MISCELLANEOUS. 


323 


5  We're  now  on  the  wide  ocean. 

We  bid  them  all  farewell, 
But  where  we  cast  anchor. 

No  mortal  tong-ue  can  tell ; 
About  our  future  happiness 

There  needs  be  no  debate. 
While  we  ride  on  the  tide 

With  our  Captain  and  his  mate, 

6  We're  passeng-ers  united 

In  harmony  and  love  i 
The  wind  is  in  our  favour. 

How  joyfully  we  move  ; 
'  Thoug"h  troubles  may  surround  us 

And  raging"  billows  roar, 
AVe  will  sweep  throug'h  the  deep. 

Till  we  land  on  Canaan's  shore, 

The  Pilgrim's  Prospect, 

HYMN  332.    4  8s  &  2  6s. 

"1[¥0W  happy  is  the  pilg'rim's  lot; 

How  free  from  every  anxious  thought 

From  worldly  hope  and  fear ! 
Confin'd  to  neither  court  nor  cell. 
His  soul  disdains  on  earth  to  dwell. 

He  only  sojourns  here. 
This  happiness  in  part  is  mine. 
Already  sav'd  from  low  design^ 


324  MISCELLANEOUS. 


From  every  creature  love ! 
Blest  with  the  scorn  of  finite  good. 
My  soul  is  hghten'd  of  its  load, 

And  seeks  the  things  above. 

3  The  things  eternal  I  pursue ; 
A  happiness  beyond  the  view 

Of  those  that  basely  pant 
For  things  by  nature  felt  and  seen ; 
Their  honours,,  wealth,  &  pleasures  mean, 

I  neither  have  nor  want. 

4  I  have  no  babes  to  hold  me  here ; 
But  children  more  securely  dear 

For  mine  I  humbly  claim : 
Better  than  daughters  or  than  sons. 
Temples  divine,  of  living  stones. 

Inscribed  wdth  Jesus'  name. 

5  Though  I  no  foot  of  land  possess, 
Nor  cottage  in  this  wilderness : 

A  poor  way-faring  man, 
I  lodge  awhile  in  tents  below. 
Or  gladly  wander  to  and  fro. 

Till  I  my  Canaan  gain. 

6  Nothing  on  earth  I  call  my  own  ; 
A  stranger  to  the  world  unknown, 

I  all  their  goods  dpspise  ; 
I  trample  on  their  whole  delight. 
And  seek  a  city  out  of  sight, 

A  city  in  the  skies. 


MISCELLANEOUS. 


S25 


7  There  is  my  iiouse  and  portion  fair; 
My  treasure  and  my  heart  are  there, 

And  my  abiding*  home ; 
For  me  my  elder  brethren  stay, 
And  ang-els  beckon  me  away, 

And  Jesus  bids  me  come ! 

8  I  come,  thy  servant,  Lord,  replies, 
I  come  to  meet  thee  in  the  skies. 

And  claim  my  heavenly  rest ! 
Now  let  the  pilgrim's  journey  end; 
Now,  O  my  Saviour,  Brother,  Friend, 

Receive  me  to  thy  breast ! 

HYMN  333.    L.  M. 

1  "ff'M  g'lad  that  I  was  born  to  die ; 

From  grief  and  woe  my  soul  shall  fiy; 
Bright  angels  shall  convey  me  home. 
Away  to  New  Jerusalem. 

2  I  have  some  friends  before  me  gone, 
And  I'm  resolv'd  to  follow  on  : 
They're  happy  round  my  Father's  throne; 
They're  looking  out  for  me  to  come. 

3  I  hope  to  meet  my  brethren  there. 
Who  us'd  to  join  with  me  in  pray'r ; 
If  you  get  there  before  T  do, 

Look  out  for  me,  I'm  coming  too. 

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326  MISCELLANEOUS; 

4  I'll  pl-aise  my  Maker  while  I  breathe , 
I  hope  to  praise  him  after  death  : 

I  hope  to  praise  him  when  I  die, 
And  shout  salvation  as  1  fiy. 

5  And  when  to  that  bright  world  I  come, 
And  join  my  everlasting*  home, 

My  soul  shall  there  forever  bloom, 
Until  my  body  leaves  the  tomb. 

6  Then  all  shall  hear  the  solemn  sound, 
Awake  ye  nations  under  g-roUnd  ! 
Arise  and  drop  your  dying*  shrouds. 
And  meet  king  Jesus  in  the  clouds. 

7  There  I  shalftee  my  glorious  God, 
And  triumph  in  his  blest  abode ; 
My  theme,  through  all  eternity. 
Shall  glory,  glory,  glory,  be ! 


A.  Page. 

A  CHARGE  to  keep  I  have,  -        -  183 

Afflictions,  tho'  they  seem  severe,  91 

A  Godly,  formal  saint    -       -       -  222 

Ah  !  but  where  am  I  now  ?     -       •-  230 

Alas!  and  did  my  Saviour  bleed  ?    -  23 

Alas,  wdiat  hourl}^  dangers  rise  !      -  185 

All  hail  the  power  of  Jesus'  name,  129 

All  praise  to  our  redeeming-  Lord,  161 

Am  I  a  soldier  of  the  cross,    -       -  197 

And  am  T  born  to  die  ?          -       -  276 

And  are  we  yet  alive,     -       -       -  I55 

And  can  I  yet  delay,       .       .       .  77 

And  let  this  feeble  body  fail,         -  282 

And  must  I  be  to  judg-ment  brought,  290 

And  must  this  body  die,        -       -  278 

And  wilt  thou  yet  be  found,   -       -  74 

An  early  summons  Jesus  sends      -  287 

Angels,  roll  the  rock  away;          -  31 

Angels  your  march  oppose,    -       -  189 

Arise,  my  soul,  arise,      -       -       -  96 

Arise,  my  soul,  and  praise  the  Lord^  257 


3£8  ixDEx. 

Page, 

A  solemn  inarch  we  make,     -       -  285 

Assist  my  soul,  my  heav'nly  King",  107 

Attend,  while  God's  exalted  Son    -  109 

Author  of  faith,  eternal  Word,       -  100 

Awake,  and  sing*  the  song-,     -       -  128 

Awak'd  by  Sinai's  awful  sound,     -  106 

Awake,  Jerusalem,  awake,     -       -  42 

Awake,  our  souls,  and  with  the  sun  254 

Away,  my  unbelieving'  fear!  -       •  211 

B. 

Before  Jehovah's  awful  throne,     -  143 

Before  the  great  Jehovah's  bar,     -  289 

Beg-one,  my  worldly  cares  awa}',    -  267 

Behold  that  great  and  awful  day    -  295 

Behold  the  Saviour  at  thy  door,     -  49 

Behold  the  Saviour  of  mankind      -  22 

Behold,  where  in  a  mortal  form  -  21 
Behold  the  wretch  Avhose  lust  and  wine  90 

Blest  be  the  dear  uniting*  love,       -  159 

Blest  be  the  tie  that  binds     -       -  162 

Bless'd  with  the  joys  of  innocence,  12 

Blow  ye  the  trumpet,  blow,   -       -  40 

Bid  me  of  men  beware,         -       -  183 

Brethren,  we  are  met  tog*ether,  247/ 

C. 

Celestial  Dove,  descend  from  high,  242 

Children  of  the  heavenly  King*,      -  207 


INDEX. 


329 


Page. 


Christ,  he  sits  on  Zion's  hill,          -  200 

Come  all  ye  tender  hearted  Christians,  240 

Come,  and  taste  along-  with  me,     -  60 

Come  dearest  Lord,  and  bless  this  day,  261 

Come  let  us  anew  our  journey  pursue,  272 

Come,  let  us  who  in  Christ  believe,  57 

Come,  O  thou  all-victorious  Lord,  247 

Come,  O  thou  Traveller  unknown,  78 

Come  on,  my  brethren  in  the  Lord,  303 

Come  on,  my  partners  in  distress,  193 

Come,  Holy  Ghost,  my  soul  inspire,  108 

Come  Holy  Spirit,  heavenly  dove,  -  181 
Cortie,  humble  sinner,  in  whose  breast,  81 

Come  my  friend,  and  let  us  try,       -  85 

Come,  Saviour,  Jesus,  from  above,  112 
Come  sinners,  you  whose  hardened  hearts,  52 

Come,  sinners,  to  the  Gospel  feast,  54 

Come,  thou  Fount  of  every  blessing,  134 

Come,  ye  sinners,  poor  and  needy,  60 

Come  ye  that  love  the  Lord  indeed;  191 

Come,  ye  that  love  the  Lord,         -  136 

Come,  ye  v/eary  souls  opprest,       -  66 

Comfort,  ye  ministers  of  grace,      -  36 

D. 

Depth  of  mercy  !  can  there  be*      -  233 

Dismiss  us  with  thy  blessing:,  Lord,  314 

Drooping'  souls,  no  long-er  gTieve,    -  82 


330 


INDEX. 


E.  Page, 

Eternity  is  just  at  hand!  -       -  099 

Extended  on  a  cursed  tree,  -       -  24 

F. 


Faitii  adds  new  charms  to  earthly  bUss,  102 
Farewell,  dear  friends,  I  must  be  gone,  309 
Farewell,  my  dear  brethren,  the  time  is  311 


Father,  how  wide  thy  g-lories  shine  !  6 

Father,  I  stretch  my  hands  to  thee,  172 

For  ever  here  my  rest  shall  be,      -  114 

Frequent  the  day  of  God  returns,  -  267 

From  whence  does  the  union  arise,  154 
G. 

Give  me  a  sober  mind,          -       -  184 

Giver  and  Guardian  of  my  sleep,  258 

Glory  to  God  I  who  reigns  above,  20 

Glory  to  thee,  my  God,  this  night,  263 

Go,  and  the  Saviour^s  grace  proclaim,  35 

God  is  a  Spirit,  just  and  wise,        -  224 

God  moves  in  a  mysterious  way,    -  207 

God  of  all-redeeming  grace,          -  121 

Go,  my  beloved  husband,  go,         -  316 

Go  preach  my  Gospel,  saith  the  Lord,  35 

Grace  I  'tis  a  charming  sound  !        -  202 

Gracious  Father,  gracious  Lord,    -  249 

Gracious  Redeemer,  shake     -       -  187 

Great  God,  indulge  my  humble  claim,  180 

Great  God !  to  me  the  sight  afford,  99 


INDEX,    -  331 

H.  Page. 

Hail,  Father,  Son,  and  Holy  Ghost!  '  7 

Hail !  thou  blest  morn  when  the  g-reat  17 

Hark,  how  the  watchmen  cry !  -  188 
Hark !  from  the  tombs  a  doleful  sound,  283 

Hark!  the  voice  of  love  and  mercy  29 

Happy  the  man  that  finds  the  grace,  138 

Happy  soul,  thy  days  are  ended,  -  280 
He  comes !  He  comes !  the  Judge  severe!  294 

He  dies !  the  Friend  of  sinners  dies !  30 

Hell !  His  a  word  of  dreadful  sound,  306 

Heralds  of  the  King"  of  kings,        -  245 

Here,-in  the  presence  of  our  God,  176 

He  wills  that  I  should  holy  be ;      -  119 

Holy  and  rev'rend  is  the  name       -  10 

Holy  as  thou,  O  Lord,  is  none !       -  10 

Holy  God,  and  hast  thou  sent        -  250 

How  beauteous  are  their  feet,        -  33 

How  blest  the  righteous  are !          -  281 

How  bright  appears  the  morning  star,  259 

How  can  a  sinner  know         -  94 

How  can  I  vent  my  grief?      -       -  226 

How  happy  are  they,     -       .       .  147 

How  happy  every  child  of  grace,  124 

How  happy  is  the  pilgrim's  lot ;     -  323 

How  lost  was  my  condition,    -       -  103 

How  precious  is  the  name !    -       -  149 

How  sad  our  state  by  nature  is,      -  100 

How  shall  a  lost  sinner  in  pain,      -  223 


332 


INDEX. 


Page. 

How  sweet,  how  heav'nly  is  the  sig-ht,  156^ 
How  tedious  and  tasteless  the  hours,  317 

I. 


I  ask  the  g^ift  of  righteousness,       -  97 

I  know  that  my  Redeemer  hves,     -  117 

I'm  glad  that  I  was  born  to  die ;     -  325 

In  all  my  Lord's  appointed  ways,  199 

In  evil  long  I  took  delight,     -       -  88 

In  Jesus*  name  we  come  to  thee,    -  265 

In  that  sad  memorable  night,         -  234 

In  thy  great  name,  O  Lord,  we  come  244 

Infinite,  unexhausted  love ;     -       -  131 

I've  found  the  pearl  of  greatest  price ;  151 

J. 

Jehovah  reigns  ;  he  dwells  in  light,    -  5 

Jerusalem !  my  happy  home,         -  301 

Jesus,  at  whose  supreme  command,  236 

Jesus  comes  with  all  his  grace,      -  110 

Jesus,  great  shepherd  of  the  sheep,  158 

Jesus,  grant  us  all  a  blessing,         r  314 

Jesus,  lover  of  my  soul,         -       -  192 

Jesus,  my  all  to  heaven  is  gone ;     -  218 

Jesus,  my  Lord,  attend          -       -  179 

Jesus,  my  Lord,  to  glory 's  gone,  298 

Jesus,  my  life,  thyself  apply,  -       -  115 

Jesus,  my  Saviour  and  my  Lord,    -  320 


Page. 


Jesus  shall  reign  where'er  the  sun  37 

Jesus,  the  all-restoring  Word,        -  173 

Jesus,  the  sinner's  friend,  to  thee,  75 

Jesus,  thou  all-redeeming  Lord,     -  249 

Jesus,  thou  sovereign  Lord  of  all,  178 

Jesus,  united  by  thy  grace,    -       -  157 

Join  all  who  love  the  Saviour's  name,  133 

E. 

Know,  sinner,  ev'ry  one  is  free      -  54 
L. 

Let  all  who  truly  bear,          -       -  235 

Let  earth  and  heaven  agree,          -  139 

I^et  ev'ry  mortal  ear  attend,     -     -  65 

Let  every  tongue  thy  goodness  speak,  143 

Let  Him  to  whom  we  now  belong,  122 
Let  thoughtless  thousands  chose  the  road  208 

Let  Zion's  watchmen  all  awake     -  186 

Life  is  the  time  to  serve  the  Lord,  270 

Lo  !  on  a  narrow  neck  of  land ;       -  274 

Lo  !  we  see  the  sign  appearing,  -  293 
Long  have  I  seem'dto  serve  thee,Lord,  219 

Lord,  all  I  am  is  known  to  thee ;  174 

Lord,  at  thy  feet  I  prostrate  fall,      -  89 

Lord,  dismiss  us  with  thy  blessing,  315 

Lord,  in  the  morning  I  will  send    -  255 

Lord,  in  the  morning  thou  shalt  hear  253 


334  INDEX. 


Lord,  in  thy  courts  we  now  appear,  167 

Lord,  Ave  are  vile,  conceiv'd  in  sin,  -  IS 

Lord,  when  tog-ether  here  we  meet,  312 

Lord,  we  come  before  thee  now,  245 

Lord,  thou  hast  searched  and  seen  me  9 

Loving"  Jesus,  g-entle  Lamb,          -  118 

M. 

'Mid  scenes  of  confusion  and  creature  163 

MiUions  there  are  on  heathen  ground  42 

Mistaken  souls,  that  dream  of  heav'n,  104 

Mortals  awake,  with  ang-els  join,      -  16 

My  days,  my  weeks,  my  months,  my  271 

My  dearest  friends  in  bonds  of  love,  313 

My  drowsy  pow'rs,  why  sleep  ye  so  ?  84 

My  God,  my  life,  my  love,      -       -  170 

My  God,  my  God,  to  thee  I  cry ;     -  69 

My  God,  T  laiow,  I  feel  thee  mine,  116 

My  God  the  spring*  of  all  my  joys,  142 

My  God  was  with  me  all  the  nig-ht,  260 

My  g-racious,  loving  Lord,     -       -  220 

My  hope,  my  all,  my  Saviour  thou,  171 

My  lovely  Jesus,  while  on  earth,    -  165  ^ 

My  Saviour,  my  almig-hty  Friend,  125 

My  Saviour^s  pierced  side      -       -  242 

My  soul  be  on  thy  g-uard,       -       -  200 

My  soul 's  full  of  g-lory,         -       -  152 

My  thoughts  on  awful  subjects  roll,  308 


INDEX. 


335 


N.  Fage. 

Not  by  the  law  of  innocence          -  101 

Now,  from  the  alter  of  our  hearts,  264 

Now  is  the  accepted  time,       -       -  59 

Now  Lord,  the  heavenly  seed  is  sown,  253 

Now  the  shades  of  nig-ht  are  gone,  255 

O. 

O  for  a  closer  walk  with  God,       -  232 

O  for  a  heart  to  praise  my  God,      -  114 

O  for  a  thousand  tongues  to  sing    -  123 

O  for  that  tenderness  of  heart.       -  74 

O  God  ?  our  help  in  ages  past,       -  279 

Oh!  give  me,  Lord,  my  sins  to  mourn,  70 

Oh,  the  sharp  pang-s  of  smarting  pain  238 

Oh  time,  how  few  thy  value  weigh,  268 

Oh,  what  amazing  words  of  grace,  62 

Oh,  when  shall  I  see  Jesus,    -       -  195 

O  if  the  Lamb  had  not  been  slain,  -  148 

O  joyful  sound  of  Gospel  grace,    -  120 

O  Lord,  another  day  is  fl^wn,        -  265 

On  Jordan^s  stormy  banks  I  stand,  302 

Once  more  a  pleasant  interview     -  177 

Once  more,  my  soul,  the  rising*  day  258 

One  thing  is  needful,  one  alone ;      -  64 

O  tell  me  no  more         -       -       -  140 

O  'Tis  delight  without  alloy,         -  146 

O  that  I  could  my  Lord  receive,    -  72 

O  that  I  could  revere     -      -       -  73 


336  INDEX. 

Fage, 


O  that  I  coald  repent,    -       .       -  68 

O  that  my  load  of  sin  were  gone  !  71 

O  thou  dear  sufFering"  Son  of  God,  27 

O  thou  that  wouldst  not  have        -  277 

O  thou  God  of  my  salvation,          -  144 

O  thou,  in  whose  presence     -       -  213 

Our  Father,  who  in  heaven  art,      -  165 

Our  souls  by  love  tog-ether  knit,     -  160 

P. 

Peace,  troubled  soul,  thou  need'st  not  212 

Plung-'d  in  a  g-ulf  of  dark  despair,    -  19 

X'raise  ye  the  Lord,  ^tis  g-ood  to  raise  127 

Fray'r  is  appointed  to  convey,       -  166 

Prayer  is  the  souPs  sincere  desire,  168 
"Proclaim,"  saidChrist,  "God's  wondrous  243 

R, 

Repent,  the  voice  celestial  cries,     -  51 
S. 

Salvation !  O  the  joyful  sound !      -  124 

Saviour,  visit  thy  plantation,  -  182 
Says  Faith,  "Look  yonder,  see  the  crown  217 

See  how  the  morning"  sun      -       -  257  * 

See,  Jesus,  thy  disciples  see,         -  169 

Bee  the  eternal  Judge  descending*,  291 

Shepherct  of  souls,  with  pitying-  eye,  175 

Shov/  pity,  Lord,  O  Lord  forgive  !  87 

Sin^c  Jesus  freely  did  appear        -  318 


INDKX.  337 
Page. 

Sing"  to  the  Lord,  Jehovah's  name,  151 

Sin  has  a  thousand  treacherous  arts  14 

Sinner,  how  oft  hath  God  reprov'd  45 

Sinners,  O  why  so  thoug-htless  grovv^n  ?  50 

Sinners,  the  voice  of  God  regard ;  53 

Sinners,  the  call  obey,     -       -       -  48 

Sinners !  this  solemn  truth  regard !  105 

Sinners,  turn,  why  will  ye  die  ?        -  50 

Sinners,  will  you  scorn  the  message  251 

So  let  our  lips  and  lives  express    -  119 

Stop,  poor  sinner,  and  look  yonder,  43 

Stop,_poor  sinner,  stop  and  think,  45 

Sweet  is  the  work,  my  God,  ray  King,  262 

Sweet  was  the  time  when  first  I  felt  225 

T. 

Terrible  thought !  shall  I  alone,       -  92 

That  awful  day  will  surely  come,  289 

The  Christian  knows  his  God  aright,  320 
The  crowd,  the  poor  unthinking  crowd,  15 

The  day  is  past  and  gone,      -       -  263 

Thee  we  adore.  Eternal  Name !     -  273 

The  God  Jehovah  reigns,          -       -  6 

The  God  of  Abraham  praise,  -  126 
The  great  archangePs  trump  shall  sound,  294 

The  Lord  my  pasture  shall  prepare,  210 

The  Lord  of  hfe,  with  glory  crownM,  32 

The  people  called  Christians,     ,    -  321 


338  INDEX. 

Page,  I 

There  is  a  land  of  pure  delight,     -  301  | 

The  Saviour  calls — let  ev'rv  ear  -  56  ; 
The  Saviour!  oh,  what  endless  charms,    98  ! 

T\\Q  thing-  my  God  doth  hate,        -  113 

The  time  is  short  I  the  season  near,  269 

Tho'  parents  may  in  cov'nant  be,  -  67 

Thoug-h  troubles  assail,         -       -  203 

Thou  hidden  source  of  calm  repose,  205 

Thou  Judge  of  quick  and  dead,     -  296 

Thou  Shepherd  of  Israel  and  mine,  132 

Thus  far  the  Lord  hath  led  me  on,  266 
Thus  saith  the  Lord,  "My  son  shall  reigii  39 

Thy  ceaseless,  unexhausted  love,     -  11 

Thy  life  I  read,  my  g-racious  Lord,  286 

Thy  presence,  gracious  God,  afford,  246 

Time,  like  an  ever-rolling  stream,  271 

"'Tis  finish'd so  the  Saviour  cried,  238 

^Tis  midnight — a.nd  on  Olivers  brow  22 

'Tis  religion  that  can  give      -       -  206 

To-day,  if  you  will  hear  his  voice,  56 

To  Father,  Son,  and  Holy  Ghost,    -  315 

Try  us,  O  God,  and  search  the  ground  192 

*Twas  Jesus'  last  and  great  command  39 
U. 

Uncertain  how  the  way  to  find,     -  223 
V. 

^'aln  delusive  world,  adieu!           -  215 

Vain  man,  thy  fond  pursuits  forbear—  58 


INDEX.  339 

W.  Page. 
Weary  of  wand'ring  from  my  God,  231 
We  by  his  Spirit  prove,  -  -  95 
Welcome,  sweet  day  of  rest,  -  261 
What  happy  children  who  follow  Jesus  310 
What  various  hind'rances  we  meet  167 
When  blooming"  youth  is  snatch'd  away  288 
When  God  reveal'd  his  gracious  name  110 
When  I  can  read  my  title  clear  -  209 
When  I  survey  the  wondrous  cross,  29 
When  shall  thy  love  constrain,  -  76 
When  we,  with  welcome  slumber  prest  256 
Where  two  or  three,  with  sweet  accord  178 
Who  are  these  array'd  in  white,  -  305 
Why  do  we  mourn  departed  friends,  284 
Why  should  we  start  and  fear  to  die  1  275 
Wide  is  the  g'ate,  and  broad  the  way,  319 
Will  you  come  to  th'  cross,  -  -  63 
With  aching"  heart  and  weeping  eyes,  86 
With  holy  fear  and  humble  song"  -  307 
Would  Jesus  have  the  sinner  die  ?    -  27 

Y. 

Ve  burdened  souls,  to  Jesus  come,    -  66 

Ye  golden  lamps  of  heaven!  farewell,  300 

Ye  messeng-ers  of  Christ,       -       -  34 

Ye  mourners  who  in  silent  gloom,  283 

Ye  ransom'd  sinners,  hear,     -       -  135 

Ye  servants  of  the  Lord,        -       -  38 


340 


INDEX. 


Page. 


Ye  that  pass  by,  behold  the  Man !  25 

Ye  unconverted,  careless  souls,      -  47 

Ye  weary,  heavy  laden  souls,         -  198 

Ye  who  m  former  days,         -       -  229 

Yield  to  me  now,  for  I  am  weak,    -  80 

Yonder, — amazing-  sight !  I  see       -  239 


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